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 white blessed day, and the dark. Say goodnight, and I think to myself: what a wonderful world.

Okay tomorrow, the song on this blog is changing.

I've been focusing on the wrong things for too long. It's not about getting what you what, it's about wanting what you've got.

I love my parents, my family, my friends (well some of them anyway :p.)