I'm alone under this blueberry moon,
Maybe it's moon or it's past noon,
Hiding behind clouds playing some games,
Blessed rays on my face and god's name,
Gibberish statements on mouth of alive night,
Independence is near coming like a kite,
We are truly soulmates we won't fight,
I'm not a liar if you look at me with prior sight,
Charm of my words is fading away little by little,
Ever since my lover's heart has turned brittle,
Maybe we'll leave each other under the same sour moon,
If this is the ending then...