(Don Black and Mark London)
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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
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I would write across the sky in letters
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That would soar a thousand feet high
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`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
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I would try to make a start
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But I would rather you let me give my heart
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`To Sir, With Love'
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To Sir, With Love
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| Vonda Shepard |
