Those school girl 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?
Oh, 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.