Van Gogh - Rita Coolidge

You pour your heart out on the page

You bare your soul upon the stage

You’ve got the power to make us feel

You’ve got the power to help us heal

You’re not crazy when it hurts and makes you cry

You draw the beauty from your pain

Life is just too beautiful to put it in a frame

Maybe that’s the reason why Van Gogh went insane

You offer up your best and it don’t sell

It cut you to the bone and hurts like hell

Promise me you’ll still give up your fragile heart

Cause you and I both know, baby, it’s still a work of art

You’re not crazy if it hurts and makes you cry

You draw the beauty from your pain

Life is just too beautiful to put it in a frame

Maybe that’s the reason why Van Gogh went insane

You can taste the colors feel them down so deep

Don’t worry 'bout the others if it doesn’t make them weep

I hope it always hurts and makes you cry

And draw the beauty from your pain

Life is just too beautiful to put it in a frame

Maybe that’s the reason why Van Gogh went insane

Baby, come in from the rain…