Perry Como I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face текст песни, слова песни I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face Perry Como
Perry Como - 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,
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