Frank Sinatra - "I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face" lyrics

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