Photograph

Edd Sheran

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 is 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
 Hearts are never broken
 And time's forever 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, 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 that with every piece of you
 And it's the only thing we take with us when we die

We keep this love in this photograph
 We made these memories for ourselves
 Where our eyes are never closing
 hearts are never broken
 And time's forever 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 okay baby, only 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 necklace you got when you were sixteen
 Next 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 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."