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