Or Not To Be

Whenever skies look gray to me
And troubles begin to brew
Whenever the winter winds become too strong
I concentrate on youWhen fortune cries nay, nay to me
And people declare we're through
Whenever the blues become my only song
I concentrate on youOn your smile so sweet, so tender
When at first my kiss you decline
Oh, the light in your eyes when you surrender
And once again our arms intertwineAnd so when wise men say to me
That love's young dreams never come true
To prove that even wise men can be wrong
I concentrate on youYour smile so sweet, so tender
When at first my kiss you decline
Oh, the light in your eyes when you surrender
And once again our arms intertwineAnd so when wise men say to me
That love's young dreams never come true
To prove that even wise men can be wrong
I concentrate on you
I concentrate and concentrate on you