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