“Close To You”
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
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
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
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
About Frank Ocean Lyrics
Artist: Frank Ocean
Related Songs: Facebook Story Lyrics
Album: Blonde
Release date: August 20, 2016
Label: BOYS DON’T CRY
Studio: Abbey Road (London); Electric Lady (New York City); Henson (Los Angeles)
Genres: Contemporary R&B, Progressive soul
Nominations: Danish Music Award for International Album of the Year, MORE
Length: 60:08
Producer: Buddy Ross; Frank Ocean; Franc