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