I've grown accustomed to your face
You almost makes the day begin
I've grown accustomed to the tune

You whistle night and noon

Your smiles, your frowns

Your ups, your 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 your looks
Accustomed to your voice
Accustomed to your face


I've gotten used
To hear you say

Good morning every day

Your joys, your woes

Your highs, your lows
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 your looks
Accustomed to your voice
Accustomed to your face