I see trees of green, red roses too I see them bloom for me and for you And I think to myself: "What a wonderful world..." I see skies of blue and clouds of white The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night And I think to my self: "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 really say: "I love you," I hear babies crying, I watch them grow They'll learn much more than I'll ever know And I think to myself: "What a wonderful world..." Yes, I think to myself: "What a wonderful world..."