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 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  How you suffered for your sanity 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 Vincent's   eyes of china blue  Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain  Weathered faces lined in pain are soothed beneath the   artist's loving hand    chorus  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    starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls  frameless heads on nameless walls, with eyes that watch the world and cant forget,  Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in   ragged clothes  The silver thorn of bloody rose, lie crushed and broken   on the virgin snow    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 they're not listening still  Perhaps they never will.    these lyrics are submitted by Karen Sparkes  these lyrics are last corrected by craig howard