When we lost the car keys

And had to walk home at 2 AM

The grocery store parking lot lights

Were still on



I stepped on all the cracks

You balanced on the lines



We danced in the underpass's damp cement

Interpreting graffiti as we went

You scuffed your shoe through

Green bottle glass



I had a pack of saltines in my back pocket

We stopped beneath streetlights searching

Old pay phones for quarters and dimes



You know I'm onto you

'Cause you know I'm onto you

Through all high crimes and tribulations

Through all trials and imperfections



I stepped on all the cracks

You balanced on the lines