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