Texty: Barbara Dickson. Spend Spend Spend. Who's Gonna Love Me?.

Young Viv : Search for traces of you on the pillow,
The smell of you, an eyelash or a hair.
I do believe at least you really loved me,
I trusted you to stay,
Now you're not there.

And I wonder, who's gonna love me?
Who's gonna love me?
Who's gonna love me now you're gone?
Viv : And I wonder, who's gonna love me?
Who's gonna love me?
Who's gonna love me now?

Viv/Young Viv : I howl, I cry, I know I won't recover,
Young Viv : You're gone and part of me has gone with you.
There's people here and yet the house is empty
And you must know it's true,
I'm empty too.

Viv : And I wonder, who's gonna love me?
Who's gonna love me?
Who's gonna love me now you're gone?
Young Viv : And I wonder, who's gonna love me?
Who's gonna love me?
Who's gonna love me now?

No-one to lie beside.
Viv : No-one to help me hide.
Young Viv : No-one to know me well.
Viv : No-one to give me hell.
Young Viv : No-one to dress up for.
Viv : No-one to kiss no more.
Young Viv : No-one to share the fun.

Viv/Young Viv : You were my special one

And I wonder, who's gonna love me?
Who's gonna love me?
Who's gonna love me now you're gone?
And I wonder, who's gonna love me?
Who's gonna love me?
Who's gonna love me now you're gone?