Sober and Unkissed - Sia

Like a new winter’s coat

I’m wearing your last embrace

Like a cold quenching glass of water

I hold a clear picture of your face

When are you coming around

Oh when are you coming around

Cos soon I’ll be cold and thirsty

I’m hearing your last telephone call

Ringing louder and clearer than

The rest

I hear your invitation to see it all

Better written I am smitten no Protest

So when are you coming around

Oh when are you coming around

Cos soon I’ll be bored and lonely

I’m tasting the last glass of your wine

The sweet taste linger left on lips

I’m tasting your sweet kisses with mine

The sweet taste lingers left on lips

So when are you coming around

Oh when are you coming around

Cos soon I’ll be sober and unkissed