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 moon.

The sound of soft guitars

Beneath the Spanish skies.

Across the candle lights

The sadness in your eyes.

If only I had known

That it would end so soon.

I was left with a 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.

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.