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