what a wonderful world

I see trees of green, red roses too, I see them bloom for me and you, and I think to myself, what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue and clouds of white, the bright blessed days, the dark sacred nights, 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 ever know. And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.