in a little while from now
if i m not feeling any less sour
i promise myself to treat myself
and visit a nearby tower
and climbing to the top
will throw myself off
in an effort to
make it clear to who
ever what it s like
when you re shattered left
standing in the lurch
at a church
where people saying my god
that s tough she s stood him up
no point in us remaining
we may as well go home
as i did on my own
alone again naturally
to think that only yesterday
i was cheerful bright and gay
looking forward to
well who wouldn t do the role
i was about to play
but as if to knock me down
reality came around
and without so much
as a mere touch
cut me into little pieces
leaving me to doubt
talk about
god in his mercy
who if he really does exist
why did he desert me
in my hour of need
i truly am indeed
alone again naturally
it seems to me that there are
more hearts broken in the world
that can t be mended
that can t left unattended
what do we do
what do we do alone again naturally
looking back over the years
and whatever else that appears
i remember i cried
when my father died
never wishing to hide the tears
and at sixty five years old
my mother god rest her soul
couldn t understand
why the only man
she had ever loved had been taken
leaving her to start
with a heart
so badly broken
despite encouragement from me
no words were ever spoken
and when she passed away
i cried and cried all day
alone again naturally
alone again naturally