Clay Aiken

Vicent

Clay Aiken


Starry, starry night 
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 yow 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 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