There is a fantasy land far, far away,
That was built on childhood dreams.
Here lives a baby unicorn with a glistening
White mane and a golden horn that gleams.
She frolics in the brilliant colored flowers,
As the sun shines on a reflective crystal stream.
While blue plumed birds adorn her mane with
Many pastel flowers while working as a team.
This beautiful land of my vivid daydreams
Is where my mind often goes to stray.
Here where I’m in sync with the birds, the flowers
And that glorious unicorn is where I long to stay..
Though this is only a land of my dreams,
It does often drive my melancholy moods away.
When one has dreams of such beauty in life,
They can forget those mundane facts of everyday.
