
03-03-2003, 12:56 AM
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Join Date: Sep 2002
Location: Centeral Missouri
Posts: 127
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I look at you all, see the love there thats 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. From every mistake we must surely be learning, still my guitar gently weeps.
While my guitar gently, by the Beatles.
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