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 People declare "You're through" Whenever the blues become my only songs I concentrate on you On your smile, so sweet, so tender When at first my kiss you do decline On the light 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 the wise men can be wrong I concentrate on you --- I Concentrate on You - Frank Sinatra