[ar:Gilbert O'Sullivan]
[ti:Alone Again]
[00:08.61]In a little while from now
[00:14.12]If I’m not feeling any less sour
[00:16.80]I promise myself to treat myself
[00:18.66]And visit a nearby tower
[00:22.56]And climbing to the top will throw myself off
[00:26.00]In an effort to make it clear to who
[00:32.55]Ever what it’s like when you’re shattered
[00:36.20]Left standing in the lurch at a church
[00:37.53]Where people saying: "My God, that’s tough
[00:41.43]She's stood him up"
[00:42.79]No point in us remaining
[00:43.81]We may as well go home
[00:46.96]As I did on my own
[00:49.81]Alone again, naturally
[00:51.09]To think that only yesterday
[00:57.36]I was cheerful, bright and gay
[01:01.23]Looking forward to well wouldn’t do
[01:04.30]The role I was about to play
[01:06.99]But as if to knock me down
[01:09.69]Reality came around
[01:11.21]And without so much, as a mere touch
[01:15.38]Cut me into little pieces
[01:17.33]Leaving me to doubt
[01:20.24]Talk about God and His mercy
[01:22.95]Or if He really does exist
[01:24.97]Why did He desert me in my hour of need
[01:29.55]I truly am indeed Alone again, naturally
[01:40.25]It seems to me that there are more hearts
[01:43.20]broken in the world that can’t be mended
[01:46.85]Left unattended
[01:47.49]What do we do? What do we do?
[02:36.52]Alone again, naturally
[02:42.27]Now looking back over the years
[02:44.13]And whatever else that appears
[02:46.17]I remember I cried when my father died
[02:50.40]Never wishing to hide the tears
[02:53.23]And at sixty-five years old
[02:55.72]My mother, God rest her soul,
[02:57.34]Couldn’t understand why the only man
[03:00.54]She had ever loved had been taken
[03:02.96]Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken
[03:07.21]Despite encouragement from me
[03:10.59]No words were ever spoken
[03:14.79]And when she passed away
[03:16.85]I cried and cried all day
[03:20.68]Alone again, naturally
[03:21.59]Alone again, naturally