Frank Ocean — Close to You

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I will be honest, I wasn’t devastated
But you could’ve held my hand through this, baby
Let my mind run underneath warm jets
I run my hands through what’s left

But we’re getting older, baby
Don’t have much longer baby
Why am I preaching?
To this choir, to this atheist

Just like mine versions of these belong to you
After a while
They’re keeping me close to you

(Just like me, they long to be
Close to you)