Woody Herman

 Laura is the face in the misty light
 Footsteps that you hear down the hall
 A laugh that floats 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

 Lyrics provided by Betty E. Fisher (berfisher@aol.com