"Sometimes I think..." ♪ I'd rather be stuck here than see how it ends. Because always ends. Again and again and again. ♪
But they were right. They had to find out what was in the the fallen craft that was affecting the planetsong. The Doctor began to motion to them silently, thinking this time maybe they could get through this without another song.
Until she opened her mouth.
♪ The first was my grandson. Sweet boy, fell in love, couldn't keep him, locked the door in his face. Would never have left my side and the girl, she was lovely, so I cut the lad lose.
♪ That wasn't nearly as bad, as poor Ian and Barbara. Two caring teachers, first humans I ever spoke to. I didn't know - I tried to keep them - thought they'd spill - didn't give them back - the more we traveled, more I liked them - wouldn't take them back. All my knowledge, all my training, Earth wasn't ready -- They escaped.... ♪
The sentence ended abruptly. When she thought about how she essentially kept her first human companions as prisioner because she didn't realize the human capability for understanding, not to mention their compatibility, it filled her with deep shame.
♪ Vicki, Stephen, Katrina, Sara, Polly, Ben, Jamie, Victoria, Jamie, Zoe - The Brigadier! - Liz, Jo, Sarah Jane, Hary, Adric, Tegan, Nyssa, Romana, Peri, Melanie, Ace... The more we traveled, the more I liked them... And they've left, or dead... What is to be said...? </i>♪
♪ Except I'm not ready, I don't want to, add two names to the list. I don't want to give you back, but I can't keep you. The more we travel, the more I know you, the more I need you...</i> ♪
The Doctor just sort of slumped against the vessel and rested her head back.