Low Red Moon - Corinne Bailey Rae

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