While My Guitar Gently Weeps

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 controlled you They bought and sold you. I look at the world and I notice its turning While my guitar gently weeps With every mistake we must surely be learning Still my guitar gently weeps I dont know how you were diverted You were perverted too I dont know how you were inverted No one alerted you. I look at you all see the love there thats sleeping While my guitar gently weeps Look at you all . . . Still my guitar gently weeps.