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 how 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 you1.