oh since my teacher died i am a student now of whom i cannot tell of what i cannot tell...
i read his books for years i've gone all through them how i wanted one last fix but he's not writing now oh, my teacher died i felt sorry but i wasn't sorry
the night we said goodbye i felt a crumbling school my skin was sensitized to air that rushed in cool oh ! my teacher's eyes were gentle as any man's have been
there are no superstars there is no superman there's only everyone i learn from whom i can oh, my teacher died and i felt sorry but i wasn't sorry...
my teacher died and i'm a student now of whom i cannot tell of what i cannot tell !