Perry Como - I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face Lyrics
Ive grown accustomed to her face,She almost makes the day beginIve grown accustomed to the tuneShe whistles night an noonHer smiles, her frowns,Her ups, her downsAre second nature to me nowLike breathing out and breathing inI was serenely independentAnd content, before we metSurely I could always be that way again, and yet,Ive grown accustomed to her looksAccustomed to her voiceAccustomed to her face!