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-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 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