If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. (:
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 day, 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 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.
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, 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 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.
