Song Lyric Sunday: Kiss On Me

First of all, my apologies for missing Theatre Thursday this week. On one hand, my personal life got in the way in more than one manner and, ultimately, tonight is the first night I've made it home before midnight. So, reaaaaally... even if I had written my Theatre Thursday post about my Thursday theatre, it wouldn't have been posted on Thursday anyway because I wouldn't have been home until Friday. Morning. Or I'm making excuses. Or something.

Suffice it to say, the theatre that I've seen this week being put on by who I consider my peers has been really incredibly inspirational. When I told my assistant director friend in Stratford that I had decided to go into theatre and I would be spending the next year hoping to work in Calgary and building up experience, he was so excited for me and this week has been amazingly indicative as to why. Ignite, Mob Hit, theatre basement... you make me proud to be a young actress in this city and overwhelmed with excitement that I'm getting in at this point. You don't realize how good you have it until you're looking at it from the outside.

And now? On to Song Lyric Sunday!

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You whispered to me, I'd be stupid not to follow
Where you'd be taking me tonight until tomorrow
I make predictions from the gifts my dreams have given
And never once have they lied

So, don't you worry who you're kissin on at midnight
The way I see it I've got you and I both covered
The world's to bed and you and I instead
Will secretly enjoy our time
So kiss on me tonight
~ "Kiss On Me", Tyler Hilton

If I haven't mentioned it before, I really love Tyler Hilton. To the point that I refer to him as my fictional future husband. Not because he is fictional, of course. Unless I have been elaborately tricked by Twitter and his one-time retweeting of me, he is very much real. Indeed, it is our romantic relationship and subsequent marriage that is in fact fictional. Alas. What can I say, I'm a sucker and a half for tall, lanky guys.

Either way, this song and these lyrics make me giggle. When I listen to my iPod while driving, and my brother can attest to this, I am notoriously vicious when it comes to the shuffle. I will skip over upwards of 40 songs that the iPod offers to me, listen to one and lather, rinse, repeat. But I never skip over Tyler and especially this song.

Mr. Hilton's music reminds me of when you date a musician and he makes up songs for you. Not when he is awkwardly plucking out chords on his guitar and making up songs off the cuff - which can be either hilarious, sweet or awkward based on the amount of eye contact and how much you're expected to interact with the whole made-up song process - but when there has been actual thought and practice going on and he busts it out during a gig with a subtle reference to you.

I haven't actually formally dated a guitar player. But this is what I imagine it would be like.

And isn't it all sorts of sensual-romantic!?