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 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, at you all, see the love, there that's sleeping,

while my guitar, gently weeps.

i look at you all...

still my guitar gently weeps...