Thoseschoolgirloftellingtalesandbitingnailsgone
ButinmymindIknowtheywillstillliveonandon
Buthowdoyouthankssomeonewhohastakenyou
Fromcrayonstoperfumeitisn'tteasybutI'lltry
IfyouwantedtheskyI'dwriteacrosstheskyinletters
Thatwouldsoarathousandfeethightosirwithlove
Thetimehascomeforclosingbooksandlonglastlooksmustend
AndasIleaveIknowthatIamleavingmybestfriend
Afriendwhotaughtmerightfromwrong
Andweakfromstrongthat'salottolearn
WhatwhatcanIgiveyouinreturn
IfyouwantedthemoonIwouldtrytomakeastart
ButIwouldratheryouletmegivemyhearttosirwithlove