Sober and unkissed

Sober and unkissed
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 yor 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
En 'Sober and Unkissed', Sia teje una narrativa emocionalmente rica y evocadora que captura la sensación de anhelo y espera por la presencia de alguien especial...