Marsha May (Together in Babylon)

We grew up in a small mid western town. Two parents. White picket fence. The whole nine. There's not much more to say than that. We both hated it. My brother left home as soon as he turned 18,I did the same a few years later. But somehow we lost touch over the years... Last week my brother called me at 3 in the morning, sounding frantic,rambling about his ex fiance. I told him of course he could move in with me,stay for as long as it took to get back on his feet. My Brother drove south,a day later we were together again. It didn't take very long for us to share our secrets with each other...,to realize we had finally both found home again in a city a thousand miles away..