Photograph  Lyrics

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 t
he pocket of your ripped jeans

Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, 
wait for me to come home

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
Love 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

Hm, and it's the only thing 
we take with us when we die
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

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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