A girl who never had siblings
Calls me brother
A girl who never had siblings
Lives and lets alone
A girl who never had siblings
Never looks for brother
A girl who never had siblings
Calls me brother

She speaks the words of a woman
Fallen out of love
She draws the happy faces of an artist
Fallen out of love
She wishes well like a dreamer
Fallen out of love
She speaks the words of a woman
Fallen out of love

If you've become brother
A glass ceiling keeps you there
Tho you'll continue to receive
A card at Christmas
Perhaps a call for birthdays

If you've become brother
Some good times were shared
Between the two of you
Then you finally grew up
And grew apart

Methinks it cruel to call family
Those you want to forget
Like introducing a new character
On the last line of a novel
Brother walks in the door; The End