Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the in my soul
Shadows on the hills
the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the
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
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflecting Vincent's eyes of China blue
Colors changing
Morning fields of amber grain
lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hands

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
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you Vincent
This world was never for one as
beautiful as you

Starry, starry night
Portraits
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
A silver thorn on a
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