| Laura |
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| 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 |
