If Love Was a Plane*

She’s 98 pounds, working down at the Dairy Queen
With an Ogilvy home perm and braces
He’s long-haired, no job, and just 19
Got a baby on the way, they’re off to the races

In love
Look at ‘em go
What in the world could go wrong?
Don’t tell them the odds
It’s best they don’t know
If love was a plane nobody’d get on

At the Ivy at lunchtime in Beverly Hills
The paparazzi are gathered outside
‘Cause an actor and an actress are having lunch
And according to Extra and Entertainment Tonight

They’re in love
Look at ‘em go
What in the world could go wrong?
Don’t tell them the odds
It’s best they don’t know
If love was a plane nobody’d get on

Imagine now the pilot’s voice
On the intercom right before we leave the ground
Saying, “Folks, thanks for flying with us, but there’s a 6 in 10 chance we’re going down.”

That’s the strangest thing about this emotion
Even knowing our chances are small
We line up at the gate with our tickets
Thinking somehow we’re different
I mean, after all

We’re in love
Look at us go
What in the world could go wrong?
To hell with the odds
We’d rather not know
If love was a plane, nobody’d get on


*Brad Paisley