Last Unicorn

　　Last Unicorn - Gregorian

　　When the last eagle flies over the last crumbling mountain

　　And the last lion roars at the last dusty fountain

　　In the shadow of the forest though she may be old and worn

　　They will stare unbelieving at the last unicorn

　　When the first breath of winter through the flowers is icing

　　And you look to the north and a pale moon is rising

　　And it seems like all is dying and would leave the world to mourn

　　In the distance hear the laughter of the last unicorn

　　I'm alive I'm alive

　　When the last moon is cast over the last star of morning

　　And the future has passed without even a last desperate warning

　　Then look into the sky where through the clouds a path is torn

　　Look and see her how she sparkles it's the last unicorn

　　I'm alive I'm alive

　　I'm alive I'm alive

　　I'm alive I'm alive

　　I'm alive