While My Guitar

Who can it be
for you and me
to make us float
with the time

It's time to see
it's time to hear
how it can be
this nice and clear

WHILE MY GUITAR GENTLY WEEPS
AND WHILE MY SOUL GENTLY SLEEPS
IT ALL COMES DOWN TO OUR TIME
TO HOW WE FEEL AND HOW WE FLY

And here today
I lack decision
what can I say
it's up to you

And I can see
there is some rambling
for you and me
impairment