While my guitar gently Weeps - The Beatles

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I look at you all,
see the love there that's sleeping,
while my guitar gently weeps.

I look at the floor,
and I see it needs sweeping,
still my guitar gently weeps.

I don't know why nobody told you
how to unfold your love.
I don't know how someone controlled you
they bought and sold you.

I look at the world,
and I notice it's turning,
while my guitar gently weeps.

With every mistake,
we must surely be learning,
still my guitar gently weeps.

I don't know how you were diverted
you were perverted too.
I don't know how you were inverted
no one alerted you.

I look from the wings,
at the play you are staging,
while my guitar gently weeps.

As I'm sitting here,
doing nothing but aging,
still my guitar gently weeps.