If you wanted the moon
And as I leave
But in my mind, I know they will
Who has taken you from crayons to perfume?
'To Sir, with love'
The time has come for closing books
But I would rather you let me give my heart
But how do you thank someone
But I would rather you let me give my heart
That's a lot to learn
And weak from strong
I would write across the sky in letters
Sing for my daddy yeah
But what can I give you in return?
They'll still live on and on
'To Sir, with love'
I would try to make that start
If you wanted the sky
I know that I am leaving my best friend
If you wanted the moon
It isn't easy but I'll try
And long last looks must end
That would soar a thousand feet high
I would try to make that start
A friend who taught me right from wrong