Those school girl days
Of telling tales and hitting
nails are gone
But in my mind
I know they still will
live on and on
But how do you think someone
Who has taken you from crayons
to perfume
It isn't easy but I'll try
If you wanted the sky
I'd write across the sky
in letters
soar a thousand feet high
To Sir With Love
The time has gone
For closing book 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 give my heart
To Sir With Love
If you wanted the moon
I would try to make a start
But I would rather
you let give my heart
To Sir With Love