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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 'ney ney' to me
And people declare you're through
Whenever the blues become my only song
I concentrate on you
On your smile so warm, so tender
When at first your kiss I declined
On the light in your eyes when I 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 and concentrate on you, on you
I concentrate on you
I concentrate...
