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 What a wonderful world 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 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 What a wonderful world And I think to myself...