And how you tried to set them free
Now, I understand, what you tried to say to me
Weathered faces lined in pain
Like the strangers that you've met
Shadows on the hills
For they could not love you
They would not listen, they did not know how
As beautiful as you
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Perhaps they'll listen now
Now, I understand, what you tried to say to me
But I could have told you, Vincent
Perhaps they'll listen now
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Morning fields of amber grain
Look out on a summer's day
The ragged men in ragged clothes
Starry, starry night
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
And how you suffered for your sanity
Colors changing hue
They would not listen, they did not know how
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they're not listening still
And how you suffered for your sanity
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
You took your life as lovers often do
Portraits hung in empty halls
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
And how you suffered for your sanity
Frame less heads on nameless walls
Now, I think I know what you tried to say to me
On that starry, starry night
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
Starry, starry night
In colors on the snowy linen land
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
This world was never meant for one
And how you tried to set them free
