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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 your kiss I declined,
On the light in your eyes when I surrender,
And 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 you.

~~~♫♫♫ ~~~

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.

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