The Beatles - While My Guitar Gently Weeps (Remastered 2009)

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 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 Dub the mic on the piano and quite low This, just keep it in my maracas, you know You know, those old pianos Okay, we're on Mouth