Lyrics

[Verse 1] I've grown accustomed to her face She almost makes my day begin I've grown accustomed to the tune She whistles night and noon Her smiles, her frowns Her ups, her downs [Verse 2] Are second nature to me now Like breathing out and breathing in I was serenely independent and content before we met Surely I could always be that way again, and yet I've grown accustomed to her looks Accustomed to her voice Accustomed to her face [Trumpet Solo] [Verse 2] They're second nature to me now Like breathing out and breathing in I was serenely independent and content before we met Surely I could always be that way again, and yet I've grown accustomed to her looks Accustomed to her voice Accustomed to her face