If I could travel thru time

I think I

Would tell myself from the past

You'll be fine

What you don't know

Is the fun part of passion and

It's the place where I think all the fun begins

What you don't see

Is what you'd believe

But to be is the place where the angels dance

What you don't hear

Is the voice of fear

When you get pass that is when ya life appears

What you don't touch

Is what you won't clutch

But you'll latch on tight

When the coast is clear

If I could travel thru time

I think I

Would tell myself from the past

You'll be fine