Lyrics:
I'm on my way to West HallAnd I don't knowWhat your thinking when I show upYou invite me inI sit and stare at the wallsFull of picturesOf the people and the placesYou hold dearSitting on the front porch made our fingers really coldCould have used some Chap Stick, but, I found something better to useYou made me lose track of timeFor just an hourThat we gained the night beforeDay-light savings timeIt all went by so fastI forgotTo take a picture from the shoeboxBefore I go away