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Michael Timmins I saw your shoes by the kitchen door and I knew I missed you I saw your shoes by the front door and I began to miss you more I saw your shoes on the landing and Lord I knew I cared I saw your shoes pretty baby and I longed to have you there I saw your shoes by the record player and I wished you'd call me I saw your shoes by the TV set I prayed you'd call I saw your shoes by the couch and I longed to feel your touch, babe I saw your shoes pretty baby and I had to have you there I see your shoes by the shower stall and I begin to wondering I see your shoes by the bedroom door and my heart starts pounding I see your shoes at the foot of the bed and I start laughing I see your shoes, pretty baby, but most of all I see you From Letras Mania