To Sir With Love

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 has taken you from crayons to perfume?

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 that I am leaving my best friend

A friend who taught me right from wrong

And weak from strong that's a lot to learn

What, what can I give you in return

If you wanted the moon I would try to make a start

But I would rather you let me give my heart

To Sir, with love

Those awkward years have hurried by, why do they fly away?

Why is it Sir, children grow up to be people some day?

What takes the place of climbing trees and dirty knees in the world outside?

If you wanted the world I'd surround it with a wall

I'd scrawl these words with letters ten feet tall

To Sir, with love