Armstrong, 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 day, the dark sacred night
 And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' How do you do?
 They're really saying I love you

I hear babies cryin', 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