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