lunes, noviembre 1

Harrison, George
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 why nobody told you how to unfold you 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


I look at you oh
Still my guitar gently weeps

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