I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face

I've grown accustomed to her face She almost makes the day begin I've grown accustomed to the tune She whistles night and noon Her smiles, her frowns Her ups, her downs Are second nature to me now Like breathing out and breathing in I was serenely independant And content before we met Surely I could always be that way again And yet I've grown to her looks Accustomed to her voice Accustomed to her face (I've grown accustomed to her face) (She almost makes the day begin) (I've grown accustomed to the tune) (She whistles night and noon) (Her smiles, her frowns) (Her ups, her downs) I've grown accustomed to her face (I've grown accustomed to her face) She almost makes the day begin (She almost makes the day begin) I've grown accustomed to the tune She whistles night and noon Her smiles, her frowns Her ups, her downs Are second nature to me now (Are second nature to me now) Like breathing out and breathing in (Like breathing out and breathing in)