Alex slams the door
Cries out loud
Throws his fist into the wall
Falls down as tears crawl from his eyes
The summer night that felt so right
When he reached out to hold her hand
The thought was haunting him alive
The chance he thought he'd never have
To hold her heart and hand again
Turns out to be something he'll never have
It seems that Sarah moved,
Went to school
Hooked up with the new boy in town
And left the other one behind
So Alex waited two more years
In hopes and dreams and vacant fears
That maybe one day he would catch her eye
And Alex wrote a note that told:
The closeness that I get from you
Is like the feeling of the first man to walk the moon
And it's so unreal
But I suppose you don't have a clue
The city sleeps and so do you
But my god, I'm wide awake and I'm watching you
And it's so surreal
But it feels so real
Sarah gets the note
Reads it twice
Then she breaks down and cries
She never knew he felt that way
It's too late for them anyway
There's 50 states that separate
And oceans that stand in their way
So Alex hits the bottle hard
Gives out his things, his clothes, his car
Has plans to make this all go away
The bottle hits the floor
And rolls along the wall to where it meets
The mess of pills he planned to dissipate
The next day Sarah gets a call
And flies in for the funeral
At which she sadly stands to give a speech
Shaking, she goes on to read:
(Whitney Wiatt):
The closeness that I get from you
Is like the feeling of the first man to walk the moon
And it's so unreal
But I suppose you don't have a clue
The city sleeps and so do you
But my god, I'm wide awake and I'm watching you
And it's so surreal
But it feels so real to me
I'm barely breathing
In fear of waking you
I'm barely breathing
Tonight, tonight
The closeness that I get from you
Is like the feeling of the first man to walk the moon
And it's so unreal
But I suppose you don't have a clue
The city sleeps and so do you
But my god, I'm wide awake and I'm watching you
And it's so surreal
But it feels so real to me