The Seeker

Angel Of The Morning

I have known her from days past, just an angel that comes in the night when all seems to be at it’s worst. Never asking the other for anything more than a time to forget.

Embracing each other for the night with more passion and desire than others will know in a lifetime.

Then the morning comes and she walks toward the sun disappearing without a trace but leaving me knowing she will return when I need her the most.

Lyrics

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.
Just call me angel of the morning angel
Then slowly turn away from me.

Maybe the sun’s light will be dim
And it won’t matter anyhow.
If morning’s echo says we ve sinned,
Well, it was what I wanted now.
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,
I won’t beg you to stay with me
Through the tears of the day,
Of the years, baby baby baby.
Just call me angel of the morning angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby

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