Текст песни «Frank Ocean - Close To You»

[Verse]
I'll be honest, I wasn't devastated
But you could've held my hands through this, baby
Let my mind run underneath warm jets

I run my hands through what's left
But we're getting older, baby
Dont 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)