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.