You know the feeling of
Something half remembered
Of something that never happened
Yet you recall it well
You know the feeling of
Recognizing someone that you've never met as Far as you could tell well
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 passing thru
Those eyes how familiar they seem
She gave her very first kiss to you she is 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 passing thru
Those eyes how familiar they seem
She gave her very first kiss to you
That was Laura but she's only a dream