( Beatles) While My Guitar Gently Weeps Sungha Jung

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 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 at you all see the love there that s sleeping While my guitar gently weeps Look at you Still my guitar gently weeps.