[short story]

I saw your shoes by the kitchen door and I knew I missed you
I saw your shoes by the back 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 saw your shoes by the shower stall, my mind start wondering
I saw 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 [I gotta have you]