I heard you were looking
for a purple unicorn
he’s been here all along
since the day he was born
at times the one we seek
may be right in front of us
another one distracts
we turn and miss the bus
Chorus:
just look around
he’s in the lost and found
but don’t wait too long
or he’ll be outward bound
sometimes your unicorn
can be so very shy
but if you stop and pet him
he’ll keep coming by
you don’t need to search
no not a moment more
a wiggled little finger
he’ll come right to your door
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