| Just Call Me Angel of the Morning Merrilee Rush & The Turnabouts/Juice Newton Words & Music by Chip Taylor |
| Somebody Else's Angel |
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| She might call you angel But I am the one beneath your wings, She, who shines under your halo. It is me who you protect Underneath a pious veil. She might call you angel, But I am who with you flies, The one who hears you sing, All the melodies of heaven, I�m that, who you tuck in, While you, angel, guard my sleep. She calls you angel, of course, But I don�t deem she really knows That the seraph that she invokes� It�s somebody else�s angel |
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| 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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