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!