Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know
the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills,
sketch the trees and daffodils
Catch the breeze and winter chills,
in colours on the snowy living land
Now I understand,
what you're trying to say to me
An d how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They wouldn't 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 ember grey,
weathered faces lined in pain,
all soothed beneath the
artist's loving hand.
Now I understand
what you're trying to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They wouldn't 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
Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
An d how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They were not listening,
they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will
Starry, starry night