not as if you'd follow me there
you're a unicorn
I'm a minstrel from the fair
leaving on a misty morn
we've no words to share
is it when you glance towards me
you find another place you long to be
or only in the window you see
your eyes waiting patiently
not like you would follow me there
you're a unicorn
I'm a minstrel from the fair
leaving in the early morn
I've no room to spare
not as if you'd follow me there
you're a unicorn
I'm a minstrel from the fair
leaving under eyes of scorn
I've no life to share
if only you could follow me there
you so lately born
with a flower in your hair
and I amidst the rock and thorn
we're not going anywhere
Dane: guitars, bass, keyboards, drum loops, vocals