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