Don McLean – And I love you so (1976) October 9, 2009

And i love you so.
The people ask me how,
How i’ve lived till now.
I tell them i don’t know.

I guess they understand
How lonely life has been.
But life began again
The day you took my hand.

And, yes, i know how lonely life can be.
The shadows follow me, and the night won’t set me free.
But i don’t let the evening get me down
Now that you’re around me.

And you love me, too.
Your thoughts are just for me;
You set my spirit free.
I’m happy that you do.

The book of life is brief
And once a page is read,
All but love is dead.
That is my belief.

And, yes, i know how loveless life can be.
The shadows follow me, and the night won’t set me free.
But i don’t let the evening bring me down
Now that you’re around me.

And i love you so.
The people ask me how,
How i’ve lived till now.
I tell them, “i don’t know.”

Vincent ” Starry Starry night” by Don McLean August 15, 2008

 

While i was reading my post ‘The Starry sky’, I am thinking about this song and the “Moon River”. It’s so nice to hear these songs….i memorized many things which happened in the past..

 

Vincent ” Starry Starry Night” by Don McLean

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 the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land

Chorus:
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 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