Did you ever wonder,
Like I always wondered,
What kind of love
Story you would have?
It was hard to imagine,
I've come from so far away...
We are surrounded by war,
But we make each other laugh.
We laugh,
We laugh,
We laugh,
We laugh...
She is the color
Of the sun when it sets,
A hazy bronze hue-
She is my breath.
She's from the desert
Far beyond the sea-
She could be from Heaven.
She is an Angel to me.
To me,
To me,
To me,
To me...
I'm just a man.
I came here to find my way.
Our families won't approve.
We'll love each other anyway
(We love each other any- anyway.)
Our customs are different.
As different as night from day.
Traverse the dymensions.
I'll meet you halfway.
We shoot across the sky,
And answer the riddle.
How could we make love?
We kiss in the middle.
Kiss in the middle,
Kiss in the middle,
Kiss in the middle,
Kiss in the middle.
A few days ago, a friend e-mailed me a musical recording that he and his brother had worked up. He gave me a working title of Kiss in the middle and an idea of a long-distance relationship. I was invited to write a treatment for the lyrics. I had the idea of star-crossed lovers over a cultural divide. The narrator is perhaps American or British...he joins the military to venture out in the world and find himself. He ends up in the sands of the war-torn middle east. That is where he meets his love. Moreover, he is a mere man at heart but. Feels she is inbued with a celestial purity. The first two verses he is telling the reader about it. The last verse, he is encouraging very directly to his love that they meet on a cultural median where they Kiss in the Middle. This is a first draft, and as it is further collaborated will probably change drastically. I hope you like it. Copyrights to lyrics by Cecil Miller. 5/15/2015