Midge Ure - The Man Who Sold The World (1982)

We passed upon the stair 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 And 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