viernes, 31 de mayo de 2013

jueves, 30 de mayo de 2013

While my guitar gently weeps



I look at you all 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 at you all see the love there that's sleeping, while my guitar gently weeps...


Look at you all... still my guitar gently weeps...