I Concentrate On You

Whenever skies look grey to me
And trouble begins to brew
Whenever the winter winds
Become too strong
I concentrate on youWhen fortune cries nay, nay to me
And people declare "you're through"
Whenever the blues become my only song
I concentrate on youOn your smile, so sweet, so tender
When at first, your kiss I decline
On the love in your eyes when I surrender
And once again, our arms intertwineAnd so, when wise men say to me
That love's young dreams never come true
To prove that even wise men can be wrong
I concentrate on you