I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face

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I've grown accustomed to her face 
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She almost makes my day begin 
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I've grown accustomed to the tune she whistles night and noon 
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Her smiles, her frowns, her ups, her downs 
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Are second nature to me now 
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Like breathing out and breathing in 
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I was serenely    independent and content before we met 
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Surely I could always  be that way again and yet 
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I've grown accustomed to her looks 
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Accustomed to her voice, accustomed    to  her face 
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I've grown accustomed to her face   
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She al - most makes the day begin, 
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I've gotten used to hear her say "Good Morning" every day 
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Her joys, her woes, her highs, her lows 
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Are second nature to me now 
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Like breathing out and breathing in 
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I'm very grateful she's a woman, and so easy to forget 
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Rather like a habit  one can always break and yet 
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I've grown accustomed to the trace  
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Of something in the air, accustomed  to  her face