These two

I'll keep them here beside me, I won't let them follow you
It's not the first, I'm deaf and left behind
And if they both stay busy they've got a job to do
They must forget you then they will in time.

They don't ask any questions but they sometimes reach for you
And they're both so tired each night at sleepy time
They lay soft still beside me, they're really missing you
They must forget you these two arms of mine.

These two arms of mine are always empty
and they don't know the meaning of time
They keep holding on to old mem'ries
They must forget you these two arms of mine.

They must forget you these two arms of mine...