She can see the sun bring on the dawn
still no one’s asked Sophia to waltz
with her long winding hair
such a wonderful stare
from the corner of the hall

lovers drift across the floor
while Sophia dreams to be adored
with her lips cherry red
in a torn wedding dress
in the corner of the hall

if she had someone she’d hold them so close
no one asked to walk her home
now the last song’s been played
and the car tail lights fade [bad word] from the hall