Those cougar 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 try If you wanted the sky I would write across the sky In letters that would soar a thousand feet high To serve up with love the damaged sky 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, what, 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 serve up with love Thank you for watching!
