Tenement slum
Ooh, ooh, ooh....aaaahhh

You think that I don´t feel love
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

Started my life
In a old, cold, run-down tenement slum (tenement slum)
My father left he never even married mama
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
Love Child
(Scorned by) Society
Love Child
Always second best
Love Child
(Different from) Different from the rest

(Hold on hold on just a little bit longer) Mmmmm baby
(Hold on hold on just a little bit longer) Mmmmm 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 want to please ya
But no child of mine will be bearing
The name of shame I´ve been wearing

Love Child
Love Child
Never quite as good
Afraid, ashamed
Misunderstood

But I´ll always love you
Always love you

I´ll always love you
Always love you