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 from the wings

At the play you are staging

While my guitar gently weeps

'Cause I'm sitting here

Doing nothing but aging

Still my guitar gently weeps

Dub the mic on the piano and quite low this

Just keep it in my maracas, you know

You know, those old pianos

Okay, we're on

Mouth