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 and weak from strong that s a lot to learn but 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 