Days of Plenty sing and play along

I never dreamed of this sorrow.

I never thought I'd have reason to lament.

I hoped I'd never know heartbreak.

How I wish I could change the way things went.

I wanted nothing but goodness.

I wanted reason to prevail.

Not this bare emptiness.

I wanted days of plenty.

But I refuse to feel tragic.

I am aching for more than pain and grief.

There has got to be meaning.

Most of all when a life has been so brief.

I have got to learn something.

How can I give her any less?

I want life

to go on.

I want days of plenty.

You have to believe there is reason for hope.

You have to believe that the answers will come.

You can't let this defeat you.

I won't let this defeat you.

You must fight to keep her there within you.

So believe that she mattered.

And believe that she always will.

She will always be with you.

She'll be part of the days you've yet to fill.

She will live in your bounty.

She will live as you carry on your life.

So carry on,

full of hope.

She'll be there

for all your days of plenty.