My Own Prison

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 that it needs sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know why nobody told you
How to unfold your love
And I don't know why 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

And I don't know why you were diverted
You were perverted too
And I don't know why 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 all
Still my guitar gently weeps

Remembering George Harrison ten years later...

.:February 25, 1943-November 29, 2001:.