Senin, 28 November 2016

Photograph

Photograph
 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 sou
lAnd it's the only thing that I know
 I swear it will get easier, remember that we're never repeating 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 goWait 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 beKeep 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 going, 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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