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