Well I see skies of blue and I see clouds of white
And the brightness of day
I like the dark and I think to myself
What a wonderful world
And the brightness of day
I like the dark and I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Somewhere over the rainbow way up high
And the dream that you dare to, why, oh why can't I?
And the dream that you dare to, why, oh why can't I?
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