Starry starry night Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and
the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land
Now I understand What you tried to say to me How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free They would not listen they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
Starry starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in
violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed
beneath the artist's loving hand
For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was
left inside On that starry starry night You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you Vincent This world was never meant for one as
beautiful as you
Starry starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frameless heads on nameless
walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that
you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know What you tried to say to me How you suffered for your
sanity How you tried to set them free They did not listen, they're not
listening still Perhaps they never will.
