So what, you think this is usual?
Strange moon
Strange land
Strange
Man
Hold your hands, your tiny horses
Hold them, hold them kindly
Man
Low red moon
How can you sleep like a baby?
Sleep like a baby?
When you shine so different on another
You shine different on another
I look up and I see the raising of an old hope
Brave and tattered
A shining night with shining eyes
He shines around me brightly
So now, I say, "This is beautiful"
I think you are
Strange
Low red moon
How can you sleep like a baby?
Sleep like a baby?
When you shine so different on another
You shine different on another
Strange moon
Strange land
Strange
Moon, you made me cry when I was young
And I was young
Now I've got strong arms
Strong arms for a skinny girl
And I say, "He belongs to me"
He belongs to me
He's a human bed of roses
