I've Grown Accustomed To His Face Lyrics - Blue Skies - Cassandra Wilson

I've grown accustomed to his face 

He almost makes the day begin 

I've grown accustomed 

To the tune that he whistles night and noon 

His smiles, his frowns 

His ups, his 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 his look 

Accustomed to his voice 

Accustomed to his face 

I'm so used to hearing him say 

"Good morning" every day 

His joys, his woes 

His highs, his lows 

Are second nature to me now 

Like breathing out and breathing in 

I'm very grateful he's a man and so easy to forget 

Rather like a habit one can always break 

And yet I've grown accustomed 

To the trace of something in the air 

Accustomed to his face