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