Something like that.
"Maybe it's time you went home."
Maybe so. Maybe it's time.
"Anyway... Happy New Year!" He asks what year it is, and she laughs when she tells him.
Once there was a girl named Rose Tyler..
"Tell you what. I bet you're going to have a really great year." He promises, and she grins hugely before running off to find Mickey. And he is all alone.
He stumbles in the street, moaning with tears in his eyes, finally dropping in the snow near the TARDIS. Sigma appears once again.
"We will sing to you, Doctor. The universe will sing you to your sleep."
The TARDIS takes him in her arms, and the universe sings him to his rest. The traveler's halt. And in the music, in the unbroken circle, he stands once again. They sing for him.
Once they were slaves.
The Doctor removes his overcoat, as his hand begins to bleed pure light. He sets the engines running, yet once more. Up, up, up.
"I don't want to go," he says quietly, and begins to shine.
Once there was a boy, loom-born and Academy-taught, who went out into the world with a magical machine, and had adventures. And one day Gallifrey burned, and the Time Lords died, and the Daleks were gone, and Arcadia fell. And I'm pretty sure he died that day, too.
The Doctor erupts into starlight as the TARDIS comes down around him.
The Doctor looks like my ex-boyfriend. He probably looks like yours, too. He's lovely, and crazy-looking. The Doctor has legs. Arms, hands. Fingers. Two ears, two eyes. Long hair, like a girl. Quite a strong chin. Still not ginger. And he is headed for the Earth, speeding, crashing. He cheers himself ever on: Geronimo.
Some new man goes sauntering away. He was so afraid.
But imagine that much love. If the loud, crashing, bright scary thing that was coming to get you was God all along. And He was only coming to take you home.