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