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I look, at you all, see the love, there thats sleeping,While my guitar, gently weeps.I look, at the floor, and I see it needs sweeping,Still my guitar, gently weeps.I dont know why, nobody told you, how to unfold your love.I dont know how, someone control . . . 阅读详情

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 weepsi don't know why, nobody told you, how to unfold your love.i don't know how, someone control . . . 阅读详情

I look, at you all, see the love, there thats sleeping,while my guitar, gently weeps.I look, at the floor, and I see it needs sweeping,still my guitar, gently weeps.I dont know why, nobody told you, how to unfold your love.I dont know how, someone control . . . 阅读详情