I see skies of blue, clouds of white
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The bright blessed day
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The dark sacred night
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And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
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I see trees of green, red roses too
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I see them bloom for me and you
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and I think to myself, what a wonderful world
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The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
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Are also on the faces of people going by
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I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?"
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They're really saying "I love you"
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I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
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They'll learn much more than I'll ever know
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And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
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All the colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
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Are also on the faces of people going by
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I see friends shakin' hands sayin' "How do you do"
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They're really saying "I love you"
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I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
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They'll learn much more than ill ever know
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and I think to myself what a wonderful world
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Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world
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What A Wonderful World
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| Michael Buble |
