Album: other songs

While My Guitar Gently Weeps

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 weeping
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 ev'ry 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