(День уличной музыки, Киев, Пейзажная алея, 17.05.14.)

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 how 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 you1. 

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.