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
Gilbert O’Sullivan – Alone Again (Naturally)
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