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 a surprise
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone
a long long time ago

(refrão)
Oh no, not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With The Man Who Sold The World

I laughed and shook his hand
and made my way back home
I searched for form and land
for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazely stare at all the millions hills
We must have died alone
a long long time ago

Who knows? not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World