I Concentrate On You Lyrics - At The Village Gate - Chris Connor

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 

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 your kiss I decline. 

On the light in your eyes when I 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.