I Concentrate On You (1999 Remastered)

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 become the only songs
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 comes true
To prove the wise men can be wrong
I concentrate on you
I infiltrate, concentrate on you