I see trees of green, red roses too.
I see them bloom for me and you,
And I think to myself, what a wonderful worldI see skies of blue and clouds of white.
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night,
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by,
I see friends shaking hands, saying, "How do you do?"
They're really saying, "I love you."I hear babies cry, I watch them grow,
They'll learn much more, than I'll never know.
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world.
I see them bloom for me and you,
And I think to myself, what a wonderful worldI see skies of blue and clouds of white.
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night,
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by,
I see friends shaking hands, saying, "How do you do?"
They're really saying, "I love you."I hear babies cry, I watch them grow,
They'll learn much more, than I'll never know.
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world.
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