Other Exercises
Photograph Medium
by Ed Sheeran
Fill In the blanks, then press Score to check your answers
Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
When it gets hard, you it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that us feel alive
We keep in a photograph
We these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are broken
And time's forever frozen still
So you can keep me
Inside the of your ripped jeans
Holding me '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 I know, know
I it get easier,
that every piece of you
Hm, and it's the only we with us when we die
Hm, we keep this love in this photograph
We made 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 your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
And if you me
That's okay baby, words bleed
Inside pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
for me to come home
for me to come home
Wait for me to home
Wait for me to come home
You can fit me
Inside the you got when you sixteen
to your heartbeat where I should be
it deep within soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't let you go
I'm away, I will 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 only thing that I know
When it gets hard, you it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that us feel alive
We keep in a photograph
We these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are broken
And time's forever frozen still
So you can keep me
Inside the of your ripped jeans
Holding me '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 I know, know
I it get easier,
that every piece of you
Hm, and it's the only we with us when we die
Hm, we keep this love in this photograph
We made 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 your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
And if you me
That's okay baby, words bleed
Inside pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
for me to come home
for me to come home
Wait for me to home
Wait for me to come home
You can fit me
Inside the you got when you sixteen
to your heartbeat where I should be
it deep within soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't let you go
I'm away, I will how you kissed me
Under the lamppost on Sixth street
Hearing you whisper through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."
Click any word to get definition.
( Automatic Translation )
Con tecnología de Microsoft® Translator