So what, you think this is usual? Strange moon, strange land, strange, man. Holding hands of tiny horses, Hold them, hold them kindly, Man Low red moon, How can you sleep like a baby, Sleep like baby? 'Cause you, you shine so different on another You shine different on another Strange moon I look up, and I see The raising of an old hope, Brave and tattered. A shining knight is 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? 'Cause you, you shine so different on another. You shine different on another. Strange moon, strange land, strange, man 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.
writers: TANYA DONELLY
copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
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