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 of the play you are staging,
While my guitar gently weeps.
As Im sitting here doing nothing but ageing;
Still my guitar gently weeps.
