Woorden: Pretenders. 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 reason to take me home
I am old enough to face the dawn

Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, oh, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Then slowly turn away from me

Maybe the sun's light will be dim
So it won't matter anyhow
If morning's echo says we've sinned
Well, it was what I wanted now

And if we're victims of the night
I won't be blinded by the light

Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, oh, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Then slowly turn away
I won't beg you to stay with me

Through the tears of the pain
Of the years, oh, baby, baby, baby, baby

Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby, baby
Oh, baby