Picture of the Moon

Picture of the moon you gave to me that night

The stars were out to play; the moon was shining bright

If only I had known that it would end so soon

I was left with a picture of the moonThe sound of soft guitars beneath the Spanish skies

Across the candle-light the sadness in your eyes

If only I had known that it would end so soon

I was left with a picture of the moonPicture of the moon you gave to me that night

The stars were out to play; the moon was shining bright

However could I know that it would end so soon

I was left with a picture of the moon

I was left with a picture of the moon

All that's left is a picture of the moon