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Angel Of The Morning
There'll be no strings to bind your hands Not if my love can't bind your heart. And there's no need to take a stand For it was I who chose to start. I see no need to take me home, I'm old enough to face the dawn. Just call me angel of the morning, angel Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby...