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'm leaving my best friend
A friend who taught me right from wrong
And weak from strong
That's a lot to learn
What van I give you in return
If you wanted the moon
I would try to make stars
But I would rather you let me give my heart
To sir with love