Slow Motion

there is a time there is a place there is a start there is a pace for everything but not the thing that makes your heart soar that makes feelings grow that makes time slow it fills the void gaping wide it brings down the walls exposing your cries and your joys blissful moments sometimes shared everyone wants but no one dares they come and they go those few seconds you want forever years go by but you always remember there is a time there is a place there is a start there is a pace for everything but not the thing that makes your heart soar