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