Open to page sixty four
We’ll study what came before
Books are binding but there’s so much more
This little schools just a race
But I can tell by your grace
History will one day know your face
Cause you got the wit
And you got the drive
You hold the whole world between your eyes
Oh it’s so easy to see
Just don’t forget about me
You could sail to the moon
Make snow in mid June
Oh there’s nothing that you couldn’t do
You probably got me all wrong
If I could just tag along
I’d be a man you could hang your hat on
Cause you got the world in the palm of your fist
You could move mountain tops
with the slight of your wrist
Oh the greatness I foresee
Just don’t forget about me
I know that it seems far away
One last year till we graduate
They say life holds many truths
And I’ll never forget you
So far as I can gather to guess
My hearts an open book, I profess
In the face of destiny
don’t forget about me
So, open to page sixty four
We’ll read about what’s in store
books are binding but there’s so much more
This little school is mundane
But I can proudly proclaim
History will one day know your name