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!