I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face

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I've grown accustomed to her 
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face
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She almost makes my day begin
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I've grown accustomed to the 
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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 
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breathing in
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I was serenely    independent 
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and content before we met
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Surely I could always  be that 
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way again and yet
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I've grown accustomed to her looks
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Accustomed to her voice, 
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accustomed    to  her face
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I've grown accustomed to her 
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face,
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She al - most makes the day begin
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I've gotten used to hear her 
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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 
Dm7 G7
breathing in
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I'm very grateful she's a woman, 
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and so easy to forget
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Rather like a habit  one can 
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always break and yet
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I've grown accustomed to the trace
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Of something in the air, 
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accustomed  to  her face