"SING SONGS IN SPACE!!"
"What? Oh, I'm sorry, Mate, I guess I wasn't paying attention," Wheatley replied after being snapped out of his revelry by Space Core all but screaming in his face.
"New space song! You sing in space too!" the core cried.
"That's fine. But this time I get to choose."
As Wheatley began to think of a song choice his thoughts also entangled with ones of that unnamed test subject, of Nola, and of the woman he tried to save. He never found out what had happened to her for GlaDOS had caught him and after discovering he did nothing to stop the escapees, she had shut him down. Thinking of it now, he wondered if the machine had worked and, if it had, if she was happy being a core.
He could never erase his past, no matter how many mistakes he made or sadness he felt. All he could do was keep going and hope he improved as he went along.
"You know what, Mate?" Wheatley said "I think I've got the perfect song."
We were sailing along on Moonlight Bay
We could hear the voices ringing
They seemed to say
"You have stolen my heart"
"Now don't go away"
As we sang love's old sweet song on Moonlight Bay
On Moonlight Bay