Love Child


(Tenement slum)

You think that I don’t feel love
But what I feel for you is real love
In other’s eyes I see reflected
A hurt, scorned, rejected

Love child, never meant to be
Love child, born in poverty
Love child, never meant to be
Love child, take a look at me

I started my life in an old, cold, rundown tenement slum
(Tenement slum)
My father left, he never even married Mom
I shared the guilt my mama knew
So afraid that others knew I had no name

This love we’re contemplatin’
Is worth the pain of waitin’
We’ll only end up hatin’
The child we may be creatin’

Love child, never meant to be
(Wait, won’t you wait now)
Love child, (scorned by) society
Love child, always second best
(Wait, won’t you wait now)
Love child, (different from) different from the rest

(Hold on, hold on just a little bit longer) Mm, baby
(Hold on, hold on just a little bit longer) Mm, baby

I started school in a worn, torn dress that somebody threw out
(Somebody threw out)
I knew the way it felt to always live in doubt,
To be without the simple things,
So afraid my friends would see the guilt in me

Don’t think that I don’t need ya
Don’t think I don’t wanna please ya
But no child of mine’ll be bearin’
The name of shame I’ve been wearin’

Love child, love child, never quite as good
(Wait, won’t you wait, now hold on)
Afraid, ashamed, misunderstood
(Just a little bit longer, love child)

But I’ll always love you
(Wait, wait, won’t you wait, now hold on)
Always love you
(Just a little bit longer, love child)

I’ll always love you
(Wait, wait, won’t you wait, now hold on)
Always love you
(Just a little bit longer, love child)
I’ll always love you
(Wait, wait, won’t you wait, now hold on)
Always love you
(Just a little bit longer, love child)
(repeat and fade out)


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