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 hill
sketch the trees
and daffodils
Catch the breeze and
winter chills
In colors on the snowy
lined land
Now I understand
what you tried
to say to me
And how you suffered
for your sanity
And how you tried
to set them free
they would not listen
they did not know how
Perhaps they'll
listen now
Starry starry night
Flamin' 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
Now I understand
what you tried
to say to me
And how you suffered
for your sanity
And 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 know hope was
left in side on
that starry starry
night you took
your life as lover's
often do
but I could have
told you Vincent
This world was
never meant for one
as beautiful as you
Starry starry night
Portrait's hung
in empty halls
Flameless heads
on nameless walls
With eyes that watch
the world and
can't forget
Like the strangers
that you've met
The ragged man
in ragged clothes
The Silver thorn of
bloody rose
Like cruched and
broken on
the virgin snow
Now I think I know
what you tried
to say to me
And how you suffered
for your sanity
And how you tried
to set them free
they would not
listen they're not
listening still
Perhaps they
never will.