I see trees of green, red roses too.I see em bloom, for me and you.
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue, clouds of white.
Bright blessed days, dark sacred nights.
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
What a Wonderful World
I see trees of green, red roses too.I see em bloom, for me and you.
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue, clouds of white.
Bright blessed days, dark sacred nights.
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.
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