Songtexte: The Supremes. Love Child.

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 run down 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
Love child, scorned by society
Love child, always second best
Love child, different from the rest

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

I started school, in a worn, torn
Dress that 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 you
Don't think I don't wanna please you
No child of mine'll 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

I'll always love you
I'll always love you
I'll always love you
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