The TARDIS slowly emerged back into 2007. There was no laughter, no cries of delight. A broken man stormed from inside, hands in pockets. He sighed and walked off.

'I walk a lonely road

The only one that I have ever known

Don't know where it goes

But its home to me and I walk alone.'

He kept walking. He walked past her flat. Past the park. Past the church. Oxford Street was empty. Christmas Eve and the country still wasn't over the invasion it had suffered.

'I walk this empty street

On the Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

Where the city sleeps

And I'm the only one and I walk alone.

I walk alone

I walk alone.

I walk alone

I walk a…'

The sun mocked him shining bright, burning away any hope of cloud cover. He ignored it. He looked past it. He saw the stars.

'My shadow's the only one that walks beside me

My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating

Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me

'til then I walk alone.

Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah,

Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah.'

Walking down the alley – her decision was made. So was his. He never regretted it.

'I'm walking down the line

That divides me somewhere in my mind

On the border line

Of the edge and where I walk alone.'

There was her flat again. There was last Christmas. There were smiles. There was happiness. There was love. His hearts break.

'Read between the lines

What's fucked up and everything's alright

Check my vital signs

To know I'm still alive and I walk alone.

I walk alone

I walk alone.

I walk alone

I walk a...'

They break a little more. Throwing a rock he lets himself in. Storming through the tiny flat. Holding his head he feels her memories there. Spinning, turning, falling, crying. Running. Get away. The pain. Its too much.

'My shadow's the only one that walks beside me

My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating

Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me

'til then I walk alone.

Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah,

Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah.

I walk alone

I walk a…'

Running through town. Windows break- living plastic. Sirens are off – the Blitz. The faceless are driven off – The Coronation. Her smile, her laugh, her dance. Her – her… her…

'I walk this empty street

On the Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

Where the city sleeps

And I'm the only one and I walk a…'

Hands in pockets, hair dishevelled. Kicking at the ground he leaves memories behind. The sun left him cold. He can't tell.

'My shadow's the only one that walks beside me

My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating

Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me

'til then I walk alone…'

Back on bored, the TARDIS moans. She misses her too. Her jumper still there. He snaps. Screwdriver. Psychic paper. Hammer. Tools. Cloths. Cups. Equipment. Tears. Anger. Pain. His shadow he cant love. His shadow he cant loose.