It was a once a year event
And most students went,
Teenagers looking for fun,
This dance was the big one.
The sock-hop would be in swing
Most had someone to bring,
Finding a date had only hours
But no one ask the wallflowers.
The wallflowers were well aware
Daddy would take them there
Yet the outcasts hopefully wait
For a boy to ask them on a date.
But that certain boy won't call
They'll be alone again after all,
They held in the pain as it came
But this dance will be the same.
They wore school color sweaters
With the high school letters,
Poodle skirts and saddle-oxfords,
Standing alone feeling awkward.
Lined in a row along the wall
On each side of the gym hall,
Wallflowers wait lonely in place,
Smiling to hide their sad face.
Standing as weeds in flower beds
As one they turn their heads,
Staring at the couples dancing by
Then gaze at the floor as if to cry.
They hope a boy will look their way
As the last song begins to play,
Anyone to dance with for just a song
Before it ends and time to go home.
But no one picked a wallflower tonight
There was no one to hold them tight,
No one to dance them around the floor,
They'll ride home with dad once more.
©Written by: Kenneth J. Ellison 01-11-05
Song title: "Daddy's Home"
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