Paint your palette blue and gray.
Look out on a summer day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and daffodils
Catch the breeze and winter chills
And colors on the snowy linen land.
What you tried
To say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried
To set them free
They could not listen
They did not know how
Perhaps they�ll listen now.
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...
