Starry, starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze
For they could not love you, but still your love was true
Like crushed and broken on the virgin snow
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you
Weathered faces lined in pain
They did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain
Are soothed beneath the artists' loving hand
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you suffered for your sanity
In colors on the snowy linen land
And how you tried to set them free they would not listen
Now I understand, what you tried to say to me
Now I understand, what you tried to say to me
You took your life as lovers often do, but I could have told you Vincent
Swirling clouds and violet haze
Now I think I know, what you tried to say to me
They did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and daffodils
And how you tried to set them free, they would not listen
And when no hope was left inside on that starry, starry night
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
The ragged men in ragged clothes
And how you suffered for your sanity
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Like the strangers that you've met
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
And how you tried to set them free, they would not listen
