PHOTOGRAPH
by Ed Sheeran

Loving can hurt.
Loving can hurt sometimes.
But it's the only thing that I know.
When it gets ,
You know it can get hard sometimes,
It is the only thing that makes us feel .

We keep this love in a photograph.
We made these memories for ourselves,
Where our eyes are never ,
Hearts are never broken,
Time is forever frozen .

So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your jeans.
Holding me closer
Till our eyes meet,
You won't ever be .
Wait for me to come home.

Loving can heal.
Loving can mend your .
And it's the only thing that I know.
I swear it will get easier.
Remember that with every 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 ,
Hearts were never broken,
Time is forever frozen .

So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your jeans.
Holding me closer
Till our eyes meet.
You won't ever be .

And if you hurt me,
That's OK, baby, only words .
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.

Oh, you can me
Inside the necklace you got when you were 16,
Next to your heartbeat,
Where I should be.
Keep it deep within your .

And if you hurt me,
Well, that's OK, baby, only words .
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 ,
Back on 6th Street,
Hearing you through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."