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