I Concentrated On You

Cole Porter

Whenever skies look grey to me
And trouble begins to blew
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 my (your) kiss you (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’s young love dream never come true
To prove that even wise men can be wrong
I concentrate on you
I concentrate, I concentrate on you