A unicorn standing in a field
Of flowers
Feeling the breeze through his hair
He’s standing there waiting
For the day to come,
He’s staring at the horizon
Just waiting for his future
So pure as he can be
He rise up his head
And feels the sun burning
On his beautiful skin
And then he knows
Live is a mystery nobody
Can’t pretend the future
Nobody can’t tell him what he
Have to do he’s just a unicorn
Grazes in his field full of flowers.