The Man Who Sold The World - Midge Ure

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