Saturday, December 19, 2009

Louis Armstrong


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 colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky, Are also on the faces of people going by. I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?". They're really saying "I love you"

I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow. They'll learn much more than I'll ever know. And I think to myself, what a wonderful world



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