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 porch swing later

Our fingers will be cold

I could have used some chapstick

But I found something better to use





You make me lose track of time

For just an hour

That we gained the night before

Daylight savings time





Sitting on the porch swing later

Our fingers will be cold

I could have used some chapstick

But I found something better to use





It all went by so fast

I forgot 

Take a picture from a shoebox

Before I go away