We passed upon the
Spoken walls and
Although I was a
Sat on walls ast
Which came as so surHprised,
I spoke into his
I thought you died
A long long time
Oh no, not me,
We
The face, to face,
With the
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,
A long long time ago.
Who knows, not me,
I never lost control,
Your face, to face,
With the man who sold the world.
Who knows, not me,
I never lost control,
Your face, to face,
With the man who sold the world.