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    Ed Sheeran

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    Добавлена 24 июня 2014 пользователем N1

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    Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes
    But it's the only thing that I know
    When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes
    Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes
    But it's the only thing that I know
    When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes
    It's the only thing that makes us feel alive
    We keep this love in a photograph
    We made these memories for ourselves
    Where our eyes are never closing
    Our hearts were never broken
    And time's forever frozen, still
    So you can keep me
    Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
    Holding me close until our eyes 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
    I swear it will get easier, remember that with every piece of ya
    And it's the only thing to take with us when we die
    We keep this love in a photograph
    We made these memories for ourselves
    Where our eyes are never closing
    Our hearts were never broken
    And time's forever frozen, still
    So you can keep me
    Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
    Holding me close until our eyes meet
    You won't ever be alone
    And if you hurt me
    That's okay baby, there'll be worse things
    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 keep me
    Inside the necklace you bought when you were sixteen
    Next to your heartbeat where I should be
    Keep it deep within your soul
    And if you hurt me
    That's okay baby, there'll be worse things
    Inside these pages you just hold me
    And I won’t ever let you go
    When I'm away, I will remember 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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