You're Not Laura

After you've gone
I'm still hanging on to your aura.
I look where you stood
And wish that you would come back again,
But you're not Laura.

Oh yeah.
All right.
Feels so good.
Feels so right.
Oh oh oh oh.

After you've gone
Still hangin' on to your last words.
I think what you said
Over in bed and it makes me
Pleasantly disturbed.

Oh yeah.
All right.
Feels so good.
Feels so right.
Oh oh oh oh.

After you've gone
I'm still hanging on to your aura.
I look where you stood
And wish that you would come back again.
But you're not Laura.

Oh yeah.
All right.
Feels so good.
Feels so right

Oh oh oh oh.