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