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