Were I acquainted with the future, I'd jump on his wings so I could go whenever I want to be. And if there was limited space, I'd empty my bags and tell the past 'sorry, but you're staying behind'.And the present could very well be on his own, he much prefers walking to flying. As for you, I'd assert the future, you come within me and no extra space needs to be provided.
I'd wish upon a star that could carry us through with its light, and dream that no dreaming was necessary, for we'd live in a land of peace. And if it all got to be too much I'd write to the past, and have him lend me some memories. And if got too fast, I'd rush the present to catch up. I could make room for your hopes, if you come to really need them.