shall take my daughter out tonight The Moon’s past full but the sky’s still bright And we’ll say: Goodnight, Sarah-Jane... And I’ll talk about the women we’ve been I was an awkward girl, you were a star on-screen For me... Goodnight, Sarah-Jane.
And you wouldn’t stay quiet and hold your tongue Nor stay where you were put No token girl to be talked down to Hanging round underfoot And against all odds you came back, carrying A series of your own You inspired me when I was my daughter’s age... And again, as a woman grown
I shall hope that time’s a gentle place For a well-loved woman of charm and grace – That’s you. Goodnight Sarah-Jane... You were smart and strong and you made us proud And I’m crying now, but I’ll say it aloud Anyway – Goodnight Sarah-Jane... Goodnight Sarah-Jane...
With a blue box missing a few spare parts We’re carrying you, in all of our hearts now Rest well. ... ...
So I shall take my daughter out tonight Tell her of Cady Coleman’s flight And you – and say, Goodnight Sarah-Jane –