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 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 muse 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. As I'm sitting here, doing nothing but aging. Still my guitar gently weeps.