MM: years and years i roamed

We passed upon the stair, we spoke in was and when

Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend

Which came as a surprise, I spoke into his eyes

I thought you died alone, a long long time ago

Oh no, not me

We 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 a foreign land, for years and years I roamed

I gazed a gazeless stare, we walked a million hills

I must have died alone, a long long time ago

Who knows? Not me

I never lost control

You're face to face

With the Man who Sold the World