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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 that makes us feel alive
We this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our are closing
are never broken
And time's frozen still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your jeans
Holding me 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, for me to come home
can heal, can mend your soul
And it's the only thing I know, know
I swear it get easier,
Remember that 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 made these for ourselves
Where our are never closing
Hearts were 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
And if you me
That's okay baby, words bleed
these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
Wait for me to come 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 sixteen
Next to heartbeat I should be
Keep it your soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's baby, only bleed
Inside these pages you hold me
And I won't ever let you go
When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me
the lamppost back on Sixth street
Hearing you through the phone,
"Wait for me to come 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 that makes us feel alive
We this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our are closing
are never broken
And time's frozen still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your jeans
Holding me 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, for me to come home
can heal, can mend your soul
And it's the only thing I know, know
I swear it get easier,
Remember that 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 made these for ourselves
Where our are never closing
Hearts were 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
And if you me
That's okay baby, words bleed
these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
Wait for me to come 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 sixteen
Next to heartbeat I should be
Keep it your soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's baby, only bleed
Inside these pages you hold me
And I won't ever let you go
When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me
the lamppost back on Sixth street
Hearing you through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."
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