Текст песни I've Grown Accustomed to Your Face - Tony Bennett
I've
grown
accustomed
to
her
face
She
almost
makes
the
day
begin
I've
grown
accustomed
to
the
tune
She
whistles
night
and
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
look
Accustomed
to
her
voice,
accustomed
to
her
face
I'm
very
grateful
she's
a
woman
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
her
face
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