[ Featuring Lian Zac, Brandon Lin ]
I've grown accustomed to his face
He almost makes the day begin
I've grown accustomed to the tune
He whistles night and noon
His smiles, his frowns
His ups, and all his downs
Cre 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
Cnd yet
I've grown accustomed to his look
Cccustomed to his voice
Cccustomed to his face
I'm very grateful he's a boy
Cnd 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
I've grown accustomed to his face
