The Man Who Sold The World

(альбом: The Man Who Sold The World - 1970)

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
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 here
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

Who knows? Not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world