Diana Ross Love Child
You think that I don’t feel love
But what I feel for you is real love
In others’ 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 an old, cold, run-down terrace line
My father left, he never even married Mom
I shared the guilt my Momma knew
So afraid that others knew I had no name
Oh, this love we’re contemplating
Is worth the pain of waiting
We’ll only end up hating
The child we may be creating
Love child, never meant to be
Love child, scorned by society
Love child, always second best
Love child, different from the rest
Mmm, baby
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
Oh, don’t think that I don’t need you
Don’t think I don’t wanna please you
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
I’ll always love you, I’ll always love you
I’ll always love you, I’ll always love you
I’ll always love you, you, you
I’ll always love you
