Raziaar Mar 29, 2008 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...
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...