I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face Lyrics - Art Garfunkel

(Alan Jay Lerner/Frederick Loewe) 

I've grown accustomed to her face, 

She almost makes the day begin 

I've grown accustomed to the tune 

She whistles night an' noon 

Her smiles, her frowns, 

Her ups, her 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 her looks 

Accustomed to her voice 

Accustomed to her face!