Letra de
Photograph

Photograph es una canción del cantante británico Ed Sheeran, coescrita con Johnny McDaid de Snow Patrol. Fue inspirada por las relaciones a larga distancia que Sheeran experimentó durante sus años de gira, capturando el anhelo y el amor que persisten a pesar de la distancia. La canción es reconocida por su mensaje emocional y ha sido utilizada en varios contextos de medios, reflejando su amplio atractivo.

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
!--Pre-Chorus--
We keep this love in a photograph
We make these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Our hearts were never broken
And times forever frozen still
!--Chorus--
So you can keep me inside the pocket of your
Ripped jeans holding me closer till our
Eyes meet, you won't ever be alone
Wait for me to come home
!--Verse--
Loving can heal
Loving can mend your soul
And it's the only thing that I know
I swear it will get easier
remember that with every piece of ya
It is the only thing we take with us when we die
!--Pre-Chorus--
We keep this love in a photograph
We make these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Our hearts were never broken
And times forever frozen still
!--Chorus--
So you can keep me inside the pocket of your
Ripped jeans holding me closer till our
Eyes meet, you won't ever be alone
!--Bridge--
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
!--Interlude--
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
!--Outro--
Oh you can fit me, inside the necklace you got when you were
16 next to your heartbeat where I
Should be, keep it deep within your soul.
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.
When I'm away I will remember how you
Kissed me under the lamp post back on sixth street
Hearing you whisper through the phone,
Wait for me to come home.