Those schoolgirl days of telling tales
And biting nails are gone
But in my mind I know
They still will 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

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