I wanna travel through time to the time we have kids
they'll say their son looks like her and their daughter like him
and I work from home writing scripts for my agent
I win an award and thank you first,
No, I wanna travel through time back to the time we first met
So I could know you're the one the first time hi gets said
and I'll grab your hand and you won't understand
but I'll know what you don't, it's our plan
Or wait, I'd travel through time to when we fly to L.A.
My hand gripping yours I shake cause I'm afraid
and you look at me, you kiss my cheek and say
'God wanted us here on this plane'
and I know I don't need to be scared but it's hard not to be when we kiss
cause if every thing's so perfect then what would it be like to be missed?
I know it's meant to be but a little proof would help
to ease my worried mind whenever you make my heart melt
