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