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by Ed Sheeran
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Loving can hurt, can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
it gets hard, you it can get sometimes
It is the only thing that us feel alive
We keep in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our are never closing
Hearts are broken
And time's forever frozen still
So you can me
Inside the of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, wait for me to home
can heal, can mend your soul
And it's the only that I know, know
I swear it get easier,
Remember that with piece of you
Hm, and it's the only thing we take with us we die
Hm, we this love in this photograph
We these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts were never broken
And time's frozen still
So you can 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 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 come home
Wait for me to come home
You can fit me
Inside the you got when you were sixteen
Next to heartbeat where I should be
it deep soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's baby, only words bleed
Inside pages you just 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 through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."
But it's the only thing that I know
it gets hard, you it can get sometimes
It is the only thing that us feel alive
We keep in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our are never closing
Hearts are broken
And time's forever frozen still
So you can me
Inside the of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, wait for me to home
can heal, can mend your soul
And it's the only that I know, know
I swear it get easier,
Remember that with piece of you
Hm, and it's the only thing we take with us we die
Hm, we this love in this photograph
We these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts were never broken
And time's frozen still
So you can 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 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 come home
Wait for me to come home
You can fit me
Inside the you got when you were sixteen
Next to heartbeat where I should be
it deep soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's baby, only words bleed
Inside pages you just 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 through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."
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