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around his gun
Must the child in the father die so young?

There's a teenage girl in Belfast
Playing in the street
Her brother plays a different game
a thing to them?
What can make a mind like that?

Those forty stitches helped him over
Who can live life over his shoulder?
He tried to put it in his
Child, by society,
Love Child, never meant to be, 
Love Child, diff'rent from the rest.
Hold on, Whoa.
 
I started school in a worn, torn, dress that
a thing to them?
What can make a mind like that?

Those forty stitches helped him over
Who can live life over his shoulder?
He tried to put it in his
Child, by society,
Love Child, never meant to be, 
Love Child, diff'rent from the rest.
Hold on, Whoa.
 
I started school in a worn, torn, dress that
Child, by society,
Love Child, never meant to be, 
Love Child, diff'rent from the rest.
Hold on, Whoa.
 
I started school in a worn, torn, dress that
Child, by society,
Love Child, never meant to be, 
Love Child, diff'rent from the rest.
Hold on, Whoa.
 
I started school in a worn, torn, dress that
Child, by society,
Love Child, never meant to be, 
Love Child, diff'rent from the rest.
Hold on, Whoa.
 
I started school in a worn, torn, dress that
Child, by society,
Love Child, never meant to be, 
Love Child, diff'rent from the rest.
Hold on, Whoa.
 
I started school in a worn, torn, dress that
Black sun came and changed our name
Made our lives this simple stain

All we do is smite
For what we think is right
Sound of mind bereft of sight
Denial
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, by society
Love child, always
The little things you do that please me so
The way you always understand
When simple joys bring peace of mind
These are the ties that bind

You're all I
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, by society
Love
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, by society
Love child, always
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, by society
Love
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, by society
Love child, always
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
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,
Papa did the best a man could do

A child's reality is paid for by his folks
Fancy fairy tales are bought and sold by those
Who can well afford time
Child, by society,
Love Child, never meant to be, 
Love Child, diff'rent from the rest.
Hold on, Whoa.
 
I started school in a worn, torn, dress that
Child, by society,
Love Child, never meant to be, 
Love Child, diff'rent from the rest.
Hold on, Whoa.
 
I started school in a worn, torn, dress that
To only live a little while and die, you could have saved

But I believe that in your eyes this little child was something special 
And you wanted it
on
(Love child)
With love on your side, you can't fight destiny
(Love child)
(Love child, baby love)
  Let people talk
A love by any other name remains
Will somebody wear me to the fair? 
Will a lady pin me in her hair? 
Will a child find me by a stream? 
Kiss my petals and weave me through
Will somebody wear me to the fair? 
Will a lady pin me in her hair? 
Will a child find me by a stream? 
Kiss my petals and weave me through