Luyện nghe bài hát I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face

I've grown to her face
She almost makes the day
I've accustomed tot he tune
She whistles night and
Her smiles, her frowns, her ups and
Are second to to me now
Like out and breathing in
I was serenely independent and before we met
Surely I could always be that way and yet
I've grown accustomed to her
Accustomed to her voice, to her face
second nature to me now
Like breathing out and in
I'm very grateful she's a woman and so to forget
Rather like a habit one can break and yet
I've grown to the trace of something in the air
Accustomed to her