Starry, starry night
   Paint your palette blue and gray
   Look out on a summer's 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
   In colors on the snowy linen land
   Now I understand
   What you tried to say to me
   And how you suffered for your sanity
   And 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
   *****Ending in Vonda Shepard version ********
   Now I understand
   What you tried to say to me
   They did not listen, they did not know how
   Perhaps they'll listen now
   Starry, starry night
   *****Original Song ending ********
   For they could not love you
   But still your love was true
   And when no hope was left inside
   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 can't forget
   Like the strangers that you've met
   The ragged men 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 did not listen they're not listening still
   Perhaps they never will...