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I've Grown Accustomed To His Face - Peggy Lee
I've grown accustomed to his face

He almost makes the day begin

I've grown accustomed

To the tune that he whistles night and noon

His smiles, his frowns

His ups, his downs

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 his look
Accustomed to his voice

Accustomed to his face

I'm so used to hearing him say

"Good morning," every day

His joys, his woes

His highs, his lows

Are second nature to me now

Like breathing out and breathing in

I'm very grateful he's a man and so easy to forget

Rather like a habit one can always break

And yet, I've grown accustomed
To the trace of something in the air

Accustomed to his face