1. Starry, starry night paint your palette blue and grey, look out on a summer's day

2. Starry, starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, swirling coulds in violet haze

3. Starry, starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, frameless heads on nameless walls

1. with eyes that know the darkness in my soul.

2. reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.

3. with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.

1. Shadows on hills sketch the trees and daffodils, catch the breeze and the winter chill

2. Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, weathered faces lined in pain

3. Like the strangers that you've met, the ragged men in ragged clothes, the silver thorn, the bloody rose,

1. in colors on the snowy linen land.

2. are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

3. lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

And now I understand what you tried to say to me,

(And 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 the did not know how, perhaps they 'll listen now.

(They would not listen, they're not listening still, perhaps they never will.)

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.