I Am Rich in All That I've Lost

I am rich in all that I've lost

I am rich in all that I've lost

The fruit that comes after the blossom drops

I am rich in all that I've lost

I am rich in all that I've lost

I close the book and the story stops

And they all fade away

And turn to face the day

I am rich in all that I've lost

I am rich in all that I've lost

The tingling chilli lips taste a lingering frost

I am rich in all that I've lost

I am rich in all that I've lost

The Madeline's on his tongue, all he tastes is the past

And we all fade away

As he turns to face yesterday

I am rich in all that I've lost

I am rich in all that I've lost