Those schoolgirl days
Of telling tales and biting nails are gone
But in my mind

I know they will still live on and on

But how do you thank someone

Who's taken you from crayons to perfume?
Oh, it isn't easy but I'll try


If you wanted the sky
I would write across the sky
In letters that would soar a thousand feet high

To sir, with love

The time has come

For closing books and long last looks must end
And as I leave
I know I'm leaving my best friend


A friend who taught me right from wrong
And weak from strong

That's a lot to learn
What can I give you in return?


If you wanted the moon
I would try to make a start
But I'd rather you let me give my heart

To sir, with love