In a forest of lilac, where unicorns thrive 
The rivers run backwards and butterflies cry 
The sun shines at midnight and rainbows appear 
To add magic and enchantment in a land far and near 

Unicorns trod on a road made of gold 
There's fields filled with fairies where stories are told 
Mystical creatures hide out of sight 
Waiting for midnight to see mornings light 

Clouds made of shimmery aqua appear 
They travel so slowly they never get near
Silvery raindrops fall from the sky 
Covering the land with a soft lullabye