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by Ed Sheeran
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Loving can hurt, loving 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 alive
We this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
our are never closing
Hearts are never broken
And time's forever 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, wait for me to home
Loving can heal, loving can mend soul
And it's the thing that I know, know
I swear it get easier,
Remember that every piece of you
Hm, and it's the we us when we die
Hm, we this in photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
were 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 be alone
And if you hurt me
That's okay baby, bleed
Inside these pages you hold me
And I won't let you go
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
You can fit me
the necklace you got when you were sixteen
Next to your heartbeat where I should be
Keep it within your soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's okay baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you hold me
And I won't let you go
When I'm away, I will how you me
Under the lamppost 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 alive
We this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
our are never closing
Hearts are never broken
And time's forever 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, wait for me to home
Loving can heal, loving can mend soul
And it's the thing that I know, know
I swear it get easier,
Remember that every piece of you
Hm, and it's the we us when we die
Hm, we this in photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
were 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 be alone
And if you hurt me
That's okay baby, bleed
Inside these pages you hold me
And I won't let you go
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
You can fit me
the necklace you got when you were sixteen
Next to your heartbeat where I should be
Keep it within your soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's okay baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you hold me
And I won't let you go
When I'm away, I will how you me
Under the lamppost back on Sixth street
you whisper through the phone,
"Wait for me to home."
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