Paul Carrack
Paul Carrack
Paul Carrack
Paul Carrack
Paul Carrack
Paul Carrack
Paul Carrack
Paul Carrack
Paul Carrack
Paul Carrack
Paul Carrack
See trees of green
Red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself
What a wondeful world
I see skies of blue
And clouds of white
The bright blessed day
And the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wondeful world
The colours 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 wondeful world
Yes, I think to myself
What a wonderful world