I held a fondness, shy and small
For Mr. Peal, the tall
He spoke of stars and ancient maps
And set my heart to thrall
I′d sit alone, one desk behind
And watch him, unobserved
His voice, a quiet, patient hymn
Each word so gently curved
When summer dawned, we parted ways
A season to unwind
Yet whispers came, that in his room
No solace could he find
They found him still, his chalk laid down
His lesson never told
A summer dusk, his weary heart
Released from mortal hold
Why did you have to go Mr. Pealy, Mr.Pealy
I wonder if you taught us all you knew
I guess we'll never know, will we
Now autumn comes, his absence felt
Each echo wears his name
And I, a girl, with silent grief
Still bear that wistful flame
For those we love, yet never touch
A shadowed ache will form
A heart can break, and none will know
No thunder, but a storm
Why did you have to go Mr. Pealy, Mr.Pealy
I wonder if you taught us all you knew
I guess we′ll never know will we
Why did you have to go Mr. Pealy, Mr.Pealy
I wonder if you taught us all you knew
I guess we'll never know, will we
