Those schoolgirls of telling tales And biting nails are gone But in my mind I know, I know that they will still live on and on But how, how do you find someone Who has taken you from crayons to perfume? It isn't easy, it isn't easy but I'll try I'll try If you wanted the sky I would write across the skies a letter That would soar a thousand feet high To sir, to sir, to sir with love The time has come for closing books And long, long-lost looks must end And as I leave, I know 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 And what, what, what can I give you in return, in return? If you wanted the sky I would write across the skies a letter That would soar, soar a thousand feet high To sir, to sir, to sir with love To sir with love To sir with love To sir with love