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 field of amber grain



Weathered faces lined in pain



Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand



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



For they could not love you



But still your love was true



And when no hope was left in sight



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 head on nameless walls



With eyes that watch the world and can't forget



Like the strangers that you've met



The ragged men in the 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 would not listen, they're not listening still



Perhaps they never will