(Feat Michael Stipe)

Those
Schoolgirl days
Of telling tales
And biting nails
Are gone
But in my mind
I know
That 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

If you
Wanted the world
I'd surround it
With a wall
I'd scrawl
These words
With letters
Ten feet tall
To sir
With love