Tenement slum
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ah

You think that I don't feel love
But what I feel for you is real love
In other's eyes I see reflected, I 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, 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, ah

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 (wait, wait, won't you wait now, hold on)
Love child, (scorn by) society
Love child, always second best
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, ah
Don't think that I don't need you
Don't think I don't want to please you
But no child of mine will be bearing the name of shame I've been wearin'

Love child, love child, never quite as good (wait, wait, won't you wait now, hold on)
Afraid, ashamed, misunderstood (just a little bit longer)
But I'll always love you (love child, wait, wait, won't you wait now, hold on)
I'll always love you (just a little bit longer, love child)
I'll always love you (wait, wait, won't you wait now, hold on)
I'll 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)
You, you (wait, wait, won't you wait now, hold on)
I'll always love you (just a little bit longer, love child)
(Wait, wait, won't you wait now, hold on)

Copyright: ACUM Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Deke Richards, Dennis Lussier, Frank Edward Wilson, Pamela Joan Sawyer, R. Dean Taylor