I Concentrate On You

Whenever skies look gray to me

And trouble begins to brew

Whenever the winter winds

They get too strong

I concentrate on you

When fortune cries, "Nay, nay, nay, nay to me"

And people declare that you're through

Whenever the blues becomes the only song

I concentrate on you

On your smile that's sweet and it's so tender

When at first my kiss you do decline

On the light in your eyes

When you surrender

Once again, our arms intertwine

And so when wise men say to me

That love's young dream never comes true

To prove that even the wise men can be wrong

I concentrate on you

And so, when wise men say to me

That love's young dream doesn't come true

To prove the wise men can be wrong

I concentrate on you

I infiltrate

Concentrate on you