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There'll be no strings to bind your hands, |
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Not if my love can't bind your heart. |
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And there's no need to take a stand, |
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For it was I who chose to start. |
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I see no reason to take me home, |
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I'm old enough to face the dawn. |
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Just call me angel of the morning, Angel |
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Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby. |
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Just call me angel of the morning, Angel |
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Then slowly turn away... from me. |
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Maybe the sun's light will be dim |
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And it won't matter anyhow. |
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If morning's echo says we've sinned, |
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Well, it was what I wanted now. |
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And if we're the victims of the night, |
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I won't be blinded by light. |
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Just call me angel of the morning, Angel |
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Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby. |
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Just call me angel of the morning, Angel |
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Then slowly turn away... |
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I won't beg you to stay... with me... |
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Through the tears... of the day.... |
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Of the years... baby, baby -- |
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Just call me angel of the morning, Angel |
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Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby. |
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Just call me angel of the morning, Angel |
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Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby |
