A/N: One hour before the premiere of season five, and I'm THIS close to having a heart attack and dying. I'm THAT excited. Isn't everyone?
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own the House M.D. franchise; but then again, I wouldn't know what to do with this whole Amber mess, anyway. Chances are, if House were mine, our favorite pair would be mangled beyond recognition within a few episodes. I also don't own Doris Day!
Frozen forever in an icy deep
Those little white pills were wrong, sir.
Amber Volakis, for her, he does weep
Her death thought by him as if murder.
When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich
Here's what she said to me.
Depression looms, a shadow does burn
Summer weather cold like a frosty snow
Jimmy Wilson cries, Will his angel return?
Such uncertainty reigns on Princeton-Plainsboro.
When I was young, I fell in love
I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead
Will we have rainbows, day after day
Here's what my sweetheart said.
House hides emotions deep like he has been trained
Moping helpless, strength dissipated, he is bitten
Cuddy watches in despair, her star doctor is chained—
Her dear lovely hospital, a haven for the smitten
Now I have children of my own
They ask their mother, what will I be
Will I be handsome, will I be rich
I tell them tenderly.
The feelings lurking in this place
Can they get sorted out?
Pray Lisa Cuddy does with grace
Solve problems drenched in doubt.
Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.
Through thick and thin, on their behalf,
Through darkness patterned drear
The deepest cries of snark and laugh
May make it out of fear.