So, what?
You think this is usual?
Strange moon, strange land
Strange man
Hold your hands so tightly
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 knight 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

You would make 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