I've Grown Accustomed to Her Face
Embracing Familiarity: Unraveling the Essence of 'I've Grown Accustomed to Her Face'
Lyrics
I've grown accustomed to her face
I've become familiar and used to seeing her face regularly.
She almost makes the day begin
She has a significant impact on the start of my day.
I've grown accustomed to the tune
I've become accustomed to the melody associated with her presence.
She whistles night and noon
She whistles a tune consistently, both during the night and during the day.
Her smiles, her frowns
Her various expressions and moods have become a natural part of my life.
Her ups, her downs
-Are second nature to me now
-Like breathing out and breathing in
Her actions and emotions are as inherent to me as the act of breathing.
I was serenely independent and content before we met
Before meeting her, I was self-sufficient and content. Although I believe I can return to that state, there's a hesitation.
Surely I could always be that way again and yet
-I've grown accustomed to her look
I've become accustomed to the way she looks at me.
Accustomed to her voice, accustomed to her face
I've become accustomed to her voice and overall presence.
I'm very grateful she's a woman and so easy to forget
Despite the ease of forgetting her, I'm grateful that she is a woman.
Rather like a habit one can always break and yet
Similar to breaking a habit, I acknowledge the challenge of forgetting her despite the ease.
I've grown accustomed to the trace of something in the air
I've become accustomed to sensing something in the air when she's around.
Accustomed to her face
Reiterating that I've grown accustomed to seeing her face.
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