I Concentrate On You

Whenever skies look gray to me
 And trouble begins to brew
 Whenever the winter winds become too strong
 I concentrate on you
 When fortune cries nay, nay to me
 And people declare "You're through"
 Whenever the blues becomes my only song
 I concentrate on you
 On your smile, so sweet, so tender
 When at first your kiss I decline
 On that look in your eyes
 When I surrender
 And once again our arms intertwine
 And so when wise men they say to me
 That loves young dream never comes true
 To prove that even wise men can be wrong
 I concentrate on you
 And so when wise men, wise men say to me
 That loves young dream never comes true
 To prove that even wise men can be wrong
 I concentrate on you