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I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping,
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While my guitar gently weeps
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I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping, Still my guitar gently weeps
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I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold your love
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I don't know how someone controlled you, They bought and sold you.
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I look at the world and I notice it's turning, While my guitar gently weeps
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With every mistake we must surely be learning, Still my guitar gently weeps
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I don't know how you were diverted, You were perverted too
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I don't know how you were inverted, No one alerted you.
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I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping,
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While my guitar gently weeps
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Look at you all, Still my guitar gently weeps.
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While My Guitar Gently Weeps
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