Days of Plenty

[Marmee, spoken]
Don't make so much of me, Jo

(sung)
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