Verse 1

You knew our names before we learned to write,

Kept chalk dust on your sleeve till half past five.

When sums went wrong, you stayed beside the board,

And made the smallest answer worth applause.

Pre-Chorus

You saw a spark beneath our restless noise,

And gave it room to find its own true voice.

Chorus

Teacher, we remember what you gave,

The steady hand, the brave and patient faith.

We came in small; you helped our courage grow,

And sent us out with more than you could know.

For every door you opened, every start,

We carry your kindness in our hearts.

Verse 2

You read our stories, even when we hid,