I let him have his companions,
but always they flicker and fade.
All of these names have stepped through my doors,
not one of them has stayed.
After the war there was Rose,
so very brave and strong.
She only left against her will
and never forgot my song.
Then there was Martha Jones
who danced inside my walls.
She only left a memory
like she wasn't there at all.
After her came Donna,
a Noble and fiery one.
The Doctor wiped her mind of us,
her days with us are done.
Amy and Rory, the Ponds,
stayed with us too long.
The stony touch of an angel
took them out of my song.
Now it's impossible Clara.
I tried to push her away.
But after a couple adventures,
I think she's here to stay.
This is the song of the TARDIS,
who's passengers flicker and fade.
All of their stories have passed through my mind,
I think that it's time that one stayed...