Writer(s): david raksin - johnny mercerLaura is the face in the misty lightsFootsteps that you hear down the hallThe (love) that floats on a summer nightThat you can never quite recallAnd you see laura on a train that is passing throughThose eyes how familiar they seemShe gave your very first kiss to youThat was laura but she’s only a dreamShe gave your very first kiss to youThat was lauraBut she’s only a dream