There was this boy that I had wandered around trying to see
All the while I pretended never to notice that he was looking at me

I paraded around with other men and made myself the fool.
But it never deterred this one persistent man, who never cared if I was cool

My man in the moon, the one to watch when all other lights went out
The only survivor of my abrasive past, the only light to truly count

We never dated though we talked often
We shared so much more than a lunch hour, but he was soon forgotten

The years went by and I found myself destroyed and alone
I had moved away but still found the time to hear his voice over the phone

I never thought to hurt him, though I never thought at all
Instead I was left in the midst of life only to try and crawl

I knew I would fall and be the one alone and shattered
I hurt so many and yet somehow I felt I spared him the latter

Yet there I was, stumbling though life when a dream came to me,
A dream of that same boy who used to watch over me

The dream began a happy one but soon turned to pain and despair,
I had to find out what had become of him, if he was even still there.

The morning came and I awoke to the sunlight of Christmas Eve,
I had to call this boy, after all this time I just had to see

I picked up the phone and dialed those familiar numbers
I found myself shivering, scared of him remembering my every blunder

It had become apparent that no one was going to take my call
I was ultimately worried that my past was my only downfall

A few minutes passed while I sat on my bed staring at the phone
The caller-id lit up stating it was he, the boy I knew so long ago

My man in the moon, the one to watch when all other lights went out
The only survivor of my abrasive past, the only light to truly count.