Lyrics

I'm on my way to West Hall And I don't know What you're thinking when I show up You invite me in I sit and stare at the walls Full of pictures Of the people and the places You hold dear Sitting on the front porch made our fingers really cold Could have used some Chap Stick, but, I found something better to use You made me lose track of time For just an hour That we gained the night before Day-light savings time Sitting on the front porch made our fingers really cold Could have used some Chap Stick, but, I found something better to use It all went by so fast I forgot To take a picture from the shoebox Before I go away