Over all my twenty years,
Seven times our paths would cross.
And every time he went away,
Half the world would mourn the loss.

Every time a box of blue
Caught the corner of my eye,
My long-lost friend walked through my mind -
We never got to say goodbye.

Something tells me he'll be back,
His story isn't at the end.
Someday the blue box will return -
And within it, the Doctor, my long-lost friend.