Sunday song lyric

Sorry, I'm a bit behind today. What can I say? It was a long-ish night, involving spilled marinara sauce and Budweiser. There was also dancing, and some guy called "Business Roy." I'm still piecing it together, myself.
Anyway! Having first heard a cover version of this song, sung by Emmylou Harris, I think I came away with a misleading impression of its meaning. Being a huge Gram Parsons fan, it initially struck me that it was written about him, and his tragic death at 26 from booze and drugs. Emmylou and Gram were musical partners, maybe more, and the lyrics struck me as being a particularly heartfelt tribute. But then I learned that it was actually written by Lucinda Williams, and thus probably not about Gram Parsons. It remains, though, a sweet tribute to the lost. "Sweet Old World"

See what you lost when you left this world?
This sweet old world.

The breath from your own lips,
the touch of fingertips,
a sweet and tender kiss.
The sound of a midnight train,
wearing someone's ring,
someone calling your name.

Somebody so warm cradled in your arm.
Didn't you think you were worth anything?

See what you lost when you left this world?
This sweet old world.

Millions of us in love,
promises made good,
your own flesh and blood.
Looking for some truth,
dancing with no shoes,
the beat, the rhythm, the blues.

The pounding of your heart's drum,
together with another one.
Didn't you think anyone loved you?

See what you lost when you left this world?
This sweet old world.