Photograph

Loving can Ehurt

Loving can hurt C#misometimes

But its the Honly thing

That I know

And when it gets Ehard

You know it can get C#mihard sometimes

It is the Honly thing that makes us feel alive

C#miWe keep this love in a photogHraph

EWe made these memories forH ourselves

Where our C#mieyes are never closing 

HHearts 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 wont ever be Halone

Wait for me to come homeE

Loving can Eheal

Loving can C#mimend your soul

And is the Honly thing

That I know (know)

I swear it will get Eeasier

Remember that with every C#mipiece of ya

And its the Honly thing we take with us when we die

C#miWe keep this love in a Hphotograph

EWe make these memories forH ourselves 

Where our C#mieyes are never closing

Our Hhearts 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 wont ever be Halone

And if you Ehurt me

Well thats ok baby only Hwords bleed

Inside these pages you just C#mihold me 

And I wont ever let you Hgo

Wait for me to come C#mihome

Wait for me to come Hhome

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 Hsoul

And if you Ehurt me

Well thats okay, baby only Hwords bleed

Inside these pages you just C#mihold me

And I wont ever let you Hgo

When Im Eaway

I will remember how you Hkissed me

Under the lamppost

Back on C#mi6th street

Hearing you whisper through the Hphone

Wait for me to come home.