(Stan Kessler)

I have your pictures to look at
And a memory that helps me when I'm blue
I play those old records that we used to dance to
But these things can't take the place of you

I need me your arms to hold me
Warm and tender lips that I can touch yes I do
Yes I play my game but it's not the same
Sometimes a mem'ry just ain't enough

The thoughts of you help me keep up my mind together
And though it doesn't always help it's true
Just Remembering darling that one time you really loved me
It helps to ease the pain of losing you

I need me two arms to hold me...
Sometimes a mem'ry just ain't enough