Song of Fifty - Doctor Who 50th Anniversary

As I stand here waiting
For my time [bad word] I follow in your footsteps
I follow when [bad word] 
From the jaws of disaster
From a planet besieged
By deadly ancient foes.

And you still make me smile
When you stop and turn and say: 
'This is a creature
We can understand
living being
It is just being
If we could find
What's on its mind then 
Perharps
We might survive.'

And as we stumble down our slow road
I can't but wonder what 
Would it be like.  [bad word] away
With you through time
Where would we go
Who might we find. 
But on we go
Cutting our paths
Only one way
One day at a time
While you embrace the universe
Spinning your way on the fast road, limitless endless.

So my dear friend
You're getting kinda old now 
(or maybe we are)
And now our children
Watch you do the deeds
We marvelled at
Wondered at. 

From the jaws of disaster
From a planet besieged
By deadly ancient foes.

It's not the end
Yet there is no end.

From the jaws of disaster
From a planet besieged
By deadly ancient foes.

Fumbling and bumbling while all around is [bad word] and stumbling through time like you're a mad man still it's humbling to watch you reconcile divergent creeds without succumbing to the lure of weapons, force or greed you only use intelligense and jokes and charm.

Happy birthday
Happy birthday
Doctor