Ed Sheeran

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.

We found weekend jobs, when we got paid We'd buy cheap spirits and drink them straight. Me and my friends have not thrown up in so long, oh how we've grown but I can't wait to go hom.

We are still kids, but we're so in love. Fighting against all odds I know we'll be alright this time.

Ain't nobody hurt you like I hurt you but ain't nobody love you like. I do Promise that I will not take it personal, baby If you're moving on with someone new.

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.

Darling, just hold my hand. Be my girl, I'll be your man. I see my future in your eyes.

And I've not seen the roaring fields in so long, I know I've grown but I can't wait to go home.

So just keep kissin' me under the mistletoe pour out the wine, let's toast and pray for December snow.

Now I know I have met an angel in person and she looks perfect. I don't deserve this. You look perfect tonight.

The fire is raging on and we'll all sing along to the song. Just having so much fun while we're here, can we all spare a thought for the ones who have gone? Merry Christmas, everyone.

Settle down with me. Cover me up, cuddle me in. Lie down with me and hold me in your arms.

And I won't ever let you go. Wait for me to come home.

Build the fire and gather 'round the tree. Fill the glass and maybe come and sing with me.

I feel it when it comes every year helpin' us carry on filled up with so much love. All our family and friends are together where we all belong Merry Christmas, everyone.

I'll paint the picture, let me set the scene. I know when I have children they will know what it means and I pass on these things my family's given to me. Just love, and understanding positivity.

Perchè tu, così come sei, sei l'unica cosa di cui avrò mai bisogno.

We keep this love in a photograph. We made these memories for ourselves, where our eyes are never closing. Our hearts were never broken and time's forever frozen, still.

When I was six years old I broke my leg. I was running from my brother and his friends. And tasted the sweet perfume of the mountain grass I rolled down.

When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath: but you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight.

I wish you could see you through my eyes, then you would know. My God, you look b?autiful Right now, Merry Christmas.