I Concentrate on You

I Concentrate on You - Frank Sinatra (弗兰克·辛纳屈)

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 to me

And people declare that you're through

Whenever the blues become my only song

I concentrate on you

On your smile so sweet and 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 wise men can be wrong

I concentrate on you

I concentrate

I concentrate on you