| 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 a train that is passing through | |
| Those eyes how familiar they seem | |
| She gave your very first kiss to you | |
| That was Laura but she's only a dream | |
| She gave your very first kiss to you | |
| That was Laura | |
| But she's only a dream |