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 am leaving my best friend.
A friend who taught me right from wrong,
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 me give my heart,
'To Sir, With Love'
(Music Interlude)
But how do you
thank someone who's
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 sour a thousand feet high,
'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'
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'
Choras Repeats one more time