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...