we passed upon the stair
we spoke of was and when
although I wasn't there
he said I was his friend
which came as some surprise
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone
a long long time ago

oh no
not me,we never a lost control
you're face to face
whit The Man Who Sold The World

I laughed and shook his hands
and made my way back home
I searched for form and land
for years and years roamed
I gazed a gazely stare
At all millions here
I must have died alone
A long long time ago

who knows; not me
I never a lost control
you're face to face
with the man who sold the world.