Only If

If I could travel through time, I think I
 Would tell myself from the past, "You'll be fine"
 But 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 believe
 But to be is the place where the angels dance
 What you don't hear is the voice of fear
 When you get passed that is when your 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 through time, I think I
 Would tell myself from the past, "You'll be fine"