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(Lennon/McCartney)
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 controled 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 []
at the play you are staging
while my guitar gently weeps
As I'm sitting here
doing nothing but ageing,
still my guitar gently weeps