Picture of the moonYou gave to me that night.The stars were out to play,The moon was shining bright.If only I had knownThat it would end so soon.I was left with a picture of the moon.The sound of soft guitarsBeneath the spanish skies.Across the candle lightsThe sadness in your eyes.If only I had knownThat it would end so soon.I was left with a picture of the moon.Picture of the moonYou gave to me that night.The stars were out to play,The moon was shining bright.However could I knowThat 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.