To Sir, With Love

Those schoolgirl days of telling tales and bitting nails are gone

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

But how do you thank someone, who has taking you from crayons to perfume?

Ooh 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’m leaving my best friend

A friends who taught me right from wrong, and weaks from strong

There’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 me give my heart

To sir, with love