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