текст While My Guitar Gently Weeps Array слова

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.