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Look at the pavement The cracks and the spaces Imagination Is better than wasting Time on the faces Walking by Look at the pavement Look at the shoes The fashion boots The leather straps Whatever you do Don't look at the faces Look at the laces Look at the shoes Then she came around the corner Turned my way and dropped her quarter Pick it up and hand it over Pick it up and hand it over I looked back at the pavement Had no more imagination Tell me if I say hello Tell me could I see you some more? Cross the table I cross my heart I'm available Say that you are Kicking at toes I was skipping hello Playing her part But I kept walking Like I couldn't stop it Like I never noticed That she even dropped it Just kept walking Just kept looking At the pavement Then she came around the corner Turned my way and dropped her quarter Pick it up and hand it over Pick it up and hand it over I looked back at the pavement Had no more imagination Tell me if I say hello Tell me could I see you some more? I looked back at the pavement Lost all my imagination Tell me if I'd have said hello Tell me would I have seen her some more?