We passed upon the stairs,
Spoken walls and wells,
Although I was a friend
Sat on walls astrand,
Which came as so surprised,
I spoke into his eyes 
I thought you died alone
long long time ago

Oh no, not me,
We never lost control,   
The face, to face,   
With the man who sold the world.

I laughed and shook his hand
Made my way back home,
I searched from farther land
Years and years I roamed, 
I gazed all gazers there,
We walked a million hills
I must have died alone, 
long long time ago.

Who knows, not me,
I never lost control,
Your face, to face,
With the man who sold the world