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by Ed Sheeran
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Loving can hurt, can sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
When it gets hard, you know it can get sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive
We this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
our eyes are never closing
are broken
And time's forever still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't 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 get easier,
that with every of you
Hm, and it's the only thing we take with us when we die
Hm, we keep love in this photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
were never broken
And time's forever still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of ripped jeans
Holding me 'til our meet
You won't ever be alone
And if you hurt me
That's okay baby, only bleed
Inside pages you just 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
for me to come home
You can fit me
Inside the necklace you got when you were sixteen
to your heartbeat where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's okay baby, only words bleed
Inside pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
When I'm away, I 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 only thing that I know
When it gets hard, you know it can get sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive
We this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
our eyes are never closing
are broken
And time's forever still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't 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 get easier,
that with every of you
Hm, and it's the only thing we take with us when we die
Hm, we keep love in this photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
were never broken
And time's forever still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of ripped jeans
Holding me 'til our meet
You won't ever be alone
And if you hurt me
That's okay baby, only bleed
Inside pages you just 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
for me to come home
You can fit me
Inside the necklace you got when you were sixteen
to your heartbeat where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's okay baby, only words bleed
Inside pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
When I'm away, I 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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