Lyrics:
I've grown accustomed to your faceYou almost makes the day beginI've grown accustomed to the tuneYou whistle night and noonYour smiles, your frownsYour ups, your downsAre second nature to me nowLike breathing out and breathing inI was serenely independentAnd content before we metSurely I could always beThat way again and yetI've grown accustomed to your looksAccustomed to your voiceAccustomed to your faceI've gotten usedTo hear you sayGood morning every dayYour joys, your woesYour highs, your lowsAre second nature to me nowLike breathing out and breathing inI was serenely independentAnd content before we metSurely I could always beThat way again and yetI've grown accustomed to your looksAccustomed to your voiceAccustomed to your face