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 need 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. ...