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There'll be no strings to bing 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 |
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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 victims of the night |
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I won't be blinded by the 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, ba-a-aby |
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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 |
