I saw your shoes by the kitchen doornand I knew I missed younI saw your shoes by the front doornand I began to miss you morenI saw your shoes on the landingnand lord I knew I carednI saw your shoes pretty babynand I longed to have you there.nnI saw your shoes by the record playernand I wished you'd call menI saw your shoes by the tv setnI prayed you'd callnI saw your shoes by the couchnand I longed to feel your touch, babenI saw your shoes pretty babynand I had to have you there.nnI see your shoes by the shower stallnand I begin to wonderingnI see your shoes by the bedroom doornand my hearts starts pounding.nI see your shoes at the foot of the bednand I start laughingnI see your shoes, pretty baby,nbut most of all I see you.n