Angel of the Morning
Embrace the Dawn: A Love Unbound
Lyrics
There'll be no strings to bind your hands
There won't be any obligations or commitments to hold you back.
Not if my love can't bind your heart
If my love isn't enough to emotionally tie you to me, then...
And there's no need to take a stand
There's no necessity for confrontation or taking a firm position.
For it was I who chose to start
Because I made the initial choice to begin this.
I see no need to take me home
I don't feel the need to be escorted home.
I'm old enough to face the dawn
I'm mature enough to confront the morning or face the consequences.
Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
Refer to me as the angel of the morning, suggesting a caring or nurturing role.
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Before departing, just caress my cheek, dear.
Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
Again, call me the angel of the morning, reinforcing the caring role.
Then slowly turn away
Then, slowly turn away from the situation.
Maybe the sun's light will be dim
Perhaps the brightness of the sun will be reduced or obscured.
And it won't matter anyhow
And in that scenario, it won't have significance regardless.
If morning's echo says we've sinned
If the morning's repetition or reflection accuses us of wrongdoing,
Well, it was what I wanted now
Well, that's what I desired at that moment.
And if we're victims of the night
Even if we become casualties of the night,
I won't be blinded by the light
I won't be dazzled or deceived by the truth.
Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
Reiteration of the request to be acknowledged as the angel of the morning.
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
A gentle plea to touch my cheek again before departing.
Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
Once more, calling for recognition as the angel of the morning.
Then slowly turn away
Then, gradually disengage from this situation.
I won't beg you to stay with me
I won't plead or implore you to remain with me.
Through the tears of the day, of the years
Despite the sadness experienced over time,
Baby, baby, baby
An expression of affectionate distress or concern.
Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
A reaffirmation of being known as the angel of the morning.
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