While My Guitar Gently Weeps Songtext
von The Beatles

I look at you all
See the lover that′s sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps

(Yeah, maybe you have to give him his own mic)

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
At the play you are staging
While my guitar gently weeps
′Cause I'm sitting here
Doing nothing but aging
Still my guitar gently weeps