To think that only yesterday
I was cheerful, bright and gay
Looking forward to, 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 love in its mercy
For if it really does exist,
Why does it 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

Left unattended
What do we do? What do we do?


What do we do? What do we do?

In my hour of need

I truly am indeed
Alone again, naturally


Alone again, naturally