Do you still wear my bracelets?
Do you still wear my charms?
Do you still wear the reminders,
Of my love there on your arm?
Do you carry my love with you,
There upon your wrist?
Do you still wear the tokens,
to remind you that you’re missed?
Do you wear them out of habit?
Just another accessory?
Or is it a reminder of the love we had?
Or just a mnemonic that you made it through the bad?
Do you still wear my bracelets?
And if I’m still around your wrist?
Do they still remind you,
That it’s you I miss?
Do you still wear my bracelets?
Do they catch your glance?
Do you still wear my bracelets?
Do I still have a chance?