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 Wonde编辑于2023/05/10更新