LOVE BOSSA 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,
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 watched 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.
And I think to myself
what a wonderful world.