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.