Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summers 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
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

Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincents eyes of china blue

Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artists 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 no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do

But I could've told you, Vincent
This world was never meant
For one as beautiful as you.