Margie Adam:

When I was growing up,
My best friend was a unicorn
The others smiled at me and called me - crazy

But I was not upset
By knowing I did not conform
I always knew their thinking must be - hazy

The unicorn and I would while away the hours
Dancing prancing and romancing in the wild flowers
And we'd sing ...

Seeing is believing - in the things you see;
Loving is believing in the ones you love (repeat)

Two more verses. I'll find 'em and post 'em if you want. Must be other Margie Adam fans out there ...

And no, I didn't have imaginary friends; I just talked to my dolls in the full expectation that they would answer me back.