I Concentrate on You

And so when wise men say to me

That love's young dream never comes true

To prove that even wise men can be wrong

I concentrate on you

I concentrate and concentrate

Whenever skies look grey 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 become my only song

I concentrate on you

On your smile so sweet so tender

When at first my kiss you decline

And that look in your eyes

When you surrender

And 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 wise men can be wrong

I concentrate on you.

I concentrate, and concentrate on you.