when i was just a litlle boy
i asked my father
what will it be
will i be able to play in the trees
cause their cutting down forests
and spreading disease
heres what he said to me
que sera, sera
whatever will be will be
the futures not ours to seek
que sera, sera
what will be will be
when i grew up and fell in love
i asked my sweetheart
what lies ahead
will there be rain bows day after day
will we become just another cliche
having it all, yeah, throwing it away
heres what my sweetheart said
que sera, sera
whatever will be will be
the futures not ours to seek
que sera, sera
what will be will be
i asked my father
what will it be
will i be able to play in the trees
cause their cutting down forests
and spreading disease
heres what he said to me
que sera, sera
whatever will be will be
the futures not ours to seek
que sera, sera
what will be will be
when i grew up and fell in love
i asked my sweetheart
what lies ahead
will there be rain bows day after day
will we become just another cliche
having it all, yeah, throwing it away
heres what my sweetheart said
que sera, sera
whatever will be will be
the futures not ours to seek
que sera, sera
what will be will be