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