Slow dancing in a burning room by John Mayer
Always too little time. His companions were never around for long. He wasn't surprised really; no human could be expected to put up with him and a mad blue time machine for very long. They needed stability, normal lives. Well, so did he, but that wasn't an option for him anymore. He wished though that they would stay just a little longer. He hated being alone, and humans reminded him of his own race. They looked so similar...
"You look human."
"No, you look Time Lord, we came first."
What was the difference really? They were separated only by their planets and time travel. They lived, breathed and loved. Earth was the closest thing to a home that he had left. If only he could stay in one place for any length of time. If only his relationships actually lasted. If only...
