Loving can Ehurt
Loving can hurt C#misometimes
But it's the Honly thing
That I know A
And when it gets Ehard
You know it can get C#mihard sometimes
It is the Honly thing that makes us feel Aalive
C#miWe keep this love in a photogAraph
EWe made these memories forH ourselves
Where our C#mieyes are never closing
AHearts are never broken
And Etime´s forever frozen Hstill
So you can Ekeep me
Inside the pocket
Of your Hripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
Till our C#mieyes meet
You won't ever be Aalone
Wait for me to come homeE
Loving can Eheal
Loving can C#mimend your soul
And is the Honly thing
That I know (know)A
I swear it will get Eeasier
Remember that with every C#mipiece of ya
And it's the Honly thing we take with us when we Adie
C#miWe keep this love in a Aphotograph
EWe make these memories forH ourselves
Where our C#mieyes are never closing
Our Ahearts were never broken
And Etime´s forever frozen Hstill
So you can Ekeep me
Inside the pocket
Of your Hripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
Til our C#mieyes meet
You won't ever be Aalone
And if you Ehurt me
Well that's ok baby only Hwords bleed
Inside these pages you just C#mihold me
And I won't ever let you Ago
Wait for me to come C#mihome
Wait for me to come Ahome
Wait for me to come Ehome
Wait for me to come Hhome
Oh you can Efit me
Inside the necklace you got when you were H16
Next to your heartbeat
Where I C#mishould be
Keep it deep within your Asoul
And if you Ehurt me
Well that's okay, baby only Hwords bleed
Inside these pages you just C#mihold me
And I won't ever let you Ago
When I'm Eaway
I will remember how you Hkissed me
Under the lamppost
Back on C#mi6th street
Hearing you whisper through the Aphone
Wait for me to come Ehome.
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