Текст песни Abbey Lincoln - I Concentrate On You
Abbey Lincoln - I Concentrate On You слова песни
Whenever skies look grey 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 my kiss you declined, (your kiss I declined)
On the light in your eyes when you surrender, (I surrender)
And once again our hearts 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 you.