Frank Ocean - Close to you

^DmI'll be honest, I wasn't devastated ^DmBut you could've held my ^Amhands through this, baby Let my m^Find run underneath warm jets ^DmI run my hands through what's left ^DmBut we're getting older, baby ^DmDon’t have much longer baby ^DmWhy am I preaching? ^DmTo this choir, to this atheist ^DmJust like mine, versions of these belong to you ^DmAfter a while ^DmThey're keeping me close to you ^Dm(Just like me, they long to be Close to you)