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de Ed Sheeran
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Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes
But it's the I know
When it gets hard, you it can get hard sometimes
It is the only that makes us feel alive
We love in a photograph
We made memories for ourselves
our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
And time's frozen still
So you can me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home
can heal, loving can mend soul
And it's the only that I know, know
I swear it get easier,
Remember that with every piece of you
Hm, and it's the only thing we take with us when we die
Hm, we keep this in photograph
We these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts were never broken
And time's forever still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
And if you hurt me
That's okay baby, only words bleed
these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to home
Wait for me to come home
You can fit me
Inside the you got you were sixteen
Next to your heartbeat where I be
it deep within your soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's okay baby, only words bleed
these pages you hold me
And I won't ever let you go
When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost back on street
you whisper through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."
But it's the I know
When it gets hard, you it can get hard sometimes
It is the only that makes us feel alive
We love in a photograph
We made memories for ourselves
our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
And time's frozen still
So you can me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home
can heal, loving can mend soul
And it's the only that I know, know
I swear it get easier,
Remember that with every piece of you
Hm, and it's the only thing we take with us when we die
Hm, we keep this in photograph
We these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts were never broken
And time's forever still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
And if you hurt me
That's okay baby, only words bleed
these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to home
Wait for me to come home
You can fit me
Inside the you got you were sixteen
Next to your heartbeat where I be
it deep within your soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's okay baby, only words bleed
these pages you hold me
And I won't ever let you go
When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost back on street
you whisper through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."
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