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