You've always been my Doctor,
Leading me the way,
And I've always been your Amy,
Helping you save the day.
Although it might be soon,
Eventually I will fade,
And you'll be the lonely Doctor,
Lost in a world of grey.
And when you think you're lonely,
Remember the Amelia Pond,
And all the lovely times you had,
Not how she happens to be gone.
You might shed a couple tears,
But alas I'm still alive,
Living off in early New York,
With Rory by my side.
You'll find a new companion,
She'll be a better fit than me,
It probably won't take you that long,
To figure out you're happier than you could be.
And to my dear old Doctor,
It's my pleasure to say,
Out of all of time and space,
I wouldn't trade a single day.