THE LAST UNICORN
(America)

     G    Am
  When the last eagle flies
                Fmaj7             G
  Over the last crumbling mountain
      Am
  And the last lion roars
          Fmaj7         G
  At the last dusty fountain
         Am            G
  In the shadow of the forest
              Fmaj7          G
  Though she may be old and worn
        F         G
  They will stare unbelieving
         C       G/D
  At the Last Unicorn
  
  When the first breath of winter
  Throught 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 her laughter
  It's the Last Unicorn
  
       C     Am           G   Am   G  Fmaj7
  I'm alive...     I'm ali - ve
  
  When the last moon is cast
  Over the last star of morning
  And the future is past
  Without even a last desparate warning
  Then look into the sky where through
  The cloudes a path is formed
  Look and see her how she sparkles
  It's the Last Unicorn
  
  I'm alive... I'm alive.