There'll be no strings to bind your hands, not if my love can't bind your heart.

Maybe the sun's light will be dim and it won't matter anyhow.

And there's no need to take a stand for it was I who chose to start.

If morning's echo says we ve sinned, well, it was what I wanted now.

I see no need to take me home, I'm old enough to face the dawn.

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

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 then slowly turn away from me.

I won't beg you to stay with me, through the tears of the day, of the years, baby baby baby.