frank ocean
close to you
[verse] I will be honest, I wasn't devastated But you could've held my hand through this, baby In my mind, I didn't need Warned your ex I run my hands through what's left But we're getting older, baby How much longer baby? Why am I preaching? To this choir, to the saved kids 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)