Louis Armstrong

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 days, the dark sacred night

And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky

Are also on the faces of people going by

I see friends shaking hands, saying: How do you do?

They’re really saying: I love you!

I hear babies crying, 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

Adapted from: https://www.letras.mus.br/louis-armstrong/2211/

The words in bold are, respectively, _______________ pronouns.