To Sir With Love
Don Black, Mark London
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'm leaving my best friend
A friend who taught me right from wrong
And weak from strong
That's a lot to learn
What van I give you in return
If you wanted the moon
I would try to make stars
But I would rather you let me give my heart
To sir with love