You woke me up. I had fallen asleep.
But that metallic ring never ever sounded so milky sweet.
Nothing was ever so milky sweet before you.
Nothing was ever so milky sweet before you came along
Before you stepped into my life

My mother asleep
Your sister asleep
And so silent whispers ran
From the mountains to the sea
From the mountains to the sea.
Holding so tightly to this cold, plastic, receiver.
Holding your voice like a fruit in the desert.
A pear, pair, we’re a pair.

Fatigue, heart-breaking fatigue.
It reminds me that in the absence of my dreams
Was my pair, pear, we’re a pair.