Love baby, love
May 10th, 2008 by Petre
Some of you young folks been saying to me
“Hey pops, what do you mean What a Wonderful World?
How ’bout all them wars all over the place,
you call them wonderful?
And how ’bout hunger and pollution,
they ain’t so wonderful either!”
Well how ’bout listening to old pops for a minute.
Seems to me, it ain’t the world thats so bad,
but what we’re doing to it …
All I’m saying is see what a wonderful world
it would be if only we’d give it a chance~
Love baby, Love …
That’s the secret! Yaaaa!
If lots more of us loved each other,
we’d solve lots more problems!
And then this world would be better …
That’s what old pops keeps saying~
I see trees of green
red roses too
I see ‘em bloom
for me and for you
And I think to myself
what a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue
clouds of white
The bright blessed days
The dark sacred night
And I think to myself
what a wonderful world.
The colors of a rainbow
so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands
sayin’ how do you do
They’re really sayin’
I love you.
I hear babies cry
I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more
than I’ll never know
And I think to myself
what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself
what a wonderful world.
Oh … Yeah …
Wonderful!
“what a wonderful world it would be if only we’d give it a chance” this made me smile