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