I see trees of green
red roses to
I see them bloom for me and you
and I think to myself
what a wondeful world
I see skies of blue
and clouds of white
the bright blessed day
and the dark sacred night
and I think to myself what a wondeful world.
The colours oft he rainbow so pretty in the sky are also of the faces of people going by
I see friedns shaking hands saying
How do you do?
Their really saying I love you
I hear babies cry
I watch them grow
they'll learn much more than I will ever no
and I think to myself
What a wondeful world
Yes, I tink to myself
what a wonderful world
red roses to
I see them bloom for me and you
and I think to myself
what a wondeful world
I see skies of blue
and clouds of white
the bright blessed day
and the dark sacred night
and I think to myself what a wondeful world.
The colours oft he rainbow so pretty in the sky are also of the faces of people going by
I see friedns shaking hands saying
How do you do?
Their really saying I love you
I hear babies cry
I watch them grow
they'll learn much more than I will ever no
and I think to myself
What a wondeful world
Yes, I tink to myself
what a wonderful world