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Started my life
In a old, cold, run-down tenament slum
My father walked out wouldn't even marry mamma
I shared the guilt my mama knew
Was so afraid that others knew I had no name
You say that I don't feel love
What I feel for you is real
In other's eyes I see reflected
A hurt, scorned, rejected
Love child - Never meant to be
Love Child - Born in poverty
Love Child - Always second best
Love Child - Different from the rest
I started at school
In old blue jeans 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 I had no name
They say that I don't feel love
What I feel for you is real
In other's eyes I see reflected
A hurt, scorned, rejected
Love child - Never meant to be
Love Child [...]
(solo)
I finished at school
Still got the same blue jeans I found a long time ago
My father hes gone
I lived my live in doubt
It mad me strong my whole life through
But all this child ever wanted to have was some love from you
They say that I don't feel love
What I feel for you is real
In other's eyes I see reflected
A hurt, scorned, rejected
Love child - Never meant to be
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 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 contemplating
Is worth the pain of waiting
We'll only end up hating
The child we maybe creating
Love child, never meant to be
Love child, (scorned by) society
Love child, always second best
Love child, different from the rest
Mm, baby (hold on, hold on, just a little bit)
Mm, baby (hold on, hold on, just a little bit)
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
Sop 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
I'll always love you
I'll always love you
Ich lieg hier grad zitternd und schluchzend unterm Schreibtisch... Und dabei hab ich mir das noch nicht mal angehört.Besser als die Pink-Floyd-Version finde ich diese
Besser als die Pink-Floyd-Version finde ich diese
*Achselzuck* dann höre es dir mal an , ist gar nicht schlecht . Marco singt , kein Elfengeträller das gar nicht zu dem Song passt , die Nummer ist schon stimmig.Ich lieg hier grad zitternd und schluchzend unterm Schreibtisch... Und dabei hab ich mir das noch nicht mal angehört.
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