So what, you think this is usual?
Strange moon, strange land, strange man
Hold the hands of tiny horses
Hold them, hold them kindly, man
Low Red Moon
How can you sleep like a baby
Sleep like baby?
But 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?
But you shine so different on another
You shine different on another
Strange moon, strange land, strange...
You made me cry when I was young
And I was young
Now I got strong arms
Strong arms for a girl
And I say
He belongs to me
He belongs to me
He's a human bed of roses