Laura is the face in the misty light Footsteps that you hear down the hall The laugh that floats on a summer night That you can never quite recall And you see Laura on the train that is passing thru Those eyes, how familiar they seem She gave your very first kiss to you That was Laura but she's only a dream.
Laura is the face in the misty light Footsteps that you hear down the hall The laugh that floats on a summer night That you can never quite recall And you see Laura on the train that is passing thru Those eyes, how familiar they seem She gave your very first kiss to you That was Laura but she's only a dream.
