The Unicorn Song

When I was growing up my best friend was a unicorn The others smiled at me and called me "crazy" But I was not upset by knowing I did not conform I always thought their seeing must be hazy. The unicorn and I would while away the hours Playing, dancing and romancing in the wild flowers And we'd sing Seeing is believing in the things you see Loving is believing in the ones you love. Seeing is believing in the things you see Loving is believing in the ones you love. When I was seventeen my best friend was the Northern Star The others asked why I was always dreaming When I did not reply I found my thoughts were very far Away from daily hurts and fears and scheming. The Northern Star and I would share our dreams together Laughing, sighing, sometimes crying, in all kinds of weather and we'd sing Seeing is believing in the things you see Loving is believing in the ones you love. Seeing is believing in the things you see Loving is believing in the ones you love. And now that I am grown, my best friend lives inside of me The others smile at me and call me "crazy" But I am not upset, for long ago I found the key I've always known their seeing must be hazy. My friend inside and I would while away the hours Playing, dancing and romancing in the wild flowers And we'd sing Seeing is believing in the things you see Loving is believing in the ones you love. Seeing is believing in the things you see Loving is believing in the ones you love. Seeing is believing in the things you see Loving is believing in the ones you love. Seeing is believing in the things you see Loving is believing in the ones you love.