Teacher. George Michael. I’ve had enough of danger. People are on the streets. I’m looking out for Angels. Just tryin’ to find some peace. I think its time. That you let me know. So if you love me say you love me. But if you don’t just let me go. Cuz teacher there are things that I don’t want to learn. And the last one I had made me cry. So I don’t wanna learn to hold you touch you. I think that your mine. Because there ain’t no joy. For an uptown boy. Who’s teacher has told him Good bye. Goodbye...Goodbye. When you were just a stranger. And I was at your feet. I didn’t feel the danger. Now I feel the heat. That look in your eyes. Tellin’ me no. So you think that you love me. Know that you need me. I wrote this song I know its wrong Just let me go. Teacher there are things that I don’t want to learn. And the last one I had made me cry. So I don’t wanna learn to hold you touch you. I think that your mine. Cuz there ain’t no joy. For an uptown boy. Who’s teacher has told him Goodbye…. So when you say that you need me. That you'll never leave me. I know your wrong your not that strong. Let me go. And teacher there are things that I still have to learn. But the one thing I have. Is my pride. Oh so I don’t wanna learn to hold you touch you. I think that your mine. Because there ain’t no joy. For an uptown boy. Who just isn’t willing to try. I’m so cold Inside. Maybe Just one more try. By Ismael Dünsbäch