Alone Again (Naturally) ~Gilbert O’Sullivan~





Within a little while from now 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 by the church Where people saying: "My God, that’s tough she’s tored him up" No point in us remaining You may as well go home Cause I did on my own Alone again, naturally To think that only yesterday I was cheerful, bright and gay Looking forward to 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 About God and His mercy Or if He really does exist Why did He desert me And 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 Left unattended What do we do? What do we do? Alone again, naturally And looking back over the years When everyone stands and fears I remember I cried when my father died Never wishing to dry 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 stop with the 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







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