(weiss/douglas)
I see trees of green, red roses too
i watch them bloom for me and you
and i think to myself: what a wonderful world

i see skies of blue, clouds of white
the bright blessed day and 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 the people passing by
i see friends shaking hands, saying: "how do you do?"
what they're really saying is: "i love you."

i hear babies cry, i watch them grow
they'll know 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