Jane French / Chant

>Chant

I sleep with my eyes open
Because I don't trust a living soul
Then you came around and closed my eyes at night

I walk around with my fists up
Because I'm waiting for the first jerk to jump
You've got them swinging at my sides

How do I love thee?(Let me count the ways)
How do I fathom?(On my wildest day)
How do I love thee? (Let me count the ways)
You are so worthy of my praise