SINGING ED SHEERAN AT SCHOOL

We like Ed Sheeran because with his scruffy hair and hoodies he looks more like the boy next door than a pop star. But the singer who has written songs since the age of 13 is actually a global star! His latest album "X" has been number one in 65 countries and he has just finished a hugely successful  tour all over the world.  Everybody loves Ed among us at Let's Blog, even our teacher! So we decided to stay on at school after lessons and sing her favourite song for her: Photograph.  She enjoyed it and we hope you'll enjoy it too! Here we are in a video (thanks Alex P.!) 

(In the video Denis on the guitar with Giovanni Benito, Camilla, Ludovica, Lisa, Karina, Federica, Angela, Rosita, Giada, Elisa, Ludovica, Francesca, Chiara, Sofia e Benedetta) 
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 the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home

Loving 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

Hm, we keep this love in this photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts were never broken
And time's forever frozen still

So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet

You won't ever be alone

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
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home

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

And if you hurt me
Well, 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 lamppost back on Sixth street
Hearing you whisper through the phone,

"Wait for me to come home."

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