Those schoolgirl days of

Telling tales and bitting nails have gone,

But in my mind I know they will still live on and on.

But how can 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 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.