Laura is the face in the misty lights Footsteps that you hear down the hall The laugh that flows on a summer night That you can never quite recall And you see Laura On the 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
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