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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
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you
Producers:Frank Ocean/Francis and the Lights/Buddy Ross
Writers:Frank Ocean/Bacharach & David/Hal David/Burt Bacharach
Sample:Talkbox Medley(1972)—Stevie Wond
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
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you
Producers:Frank Ocean/Francis and the Lights/Buddy Ross
Writers:Frank Ocean/Bacharach & David/Hal David/Burt Bacharach
Sample:Talkbox Medley(1972)—Stevie Wond