(Weiss/Thiele)
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 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