Man Who Sold the World

We passed upon the stairs,
We spoke of 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,
I made my way back home,
I searched a foreign land,
Years and years I roamed,
I gazed a gazey 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.

That song just haunts me... for some reason I feel it's my life, but I can't exactly say why.