Ashford

We've grown accustomed to your face
You never ceased to entertain.
No matter what you had to wear - you did it with such flair -
Such style - and taste - That manly grace ! ...

We've grown accustomed to your smile
You brought us laughter through the years

... Just kept us clamoring for more,
You were the headline of the news -
You poured your heart into reporting -
But you fell in love with Jen.
Almost lost your way - until you found your home again.
We'd grown accustomed to the guy
Who beamed with every scene -
Accustomed to your face.

Who'd guess that you would go away?
You simply made our Days begin;
We were content to be in Salem as it was before you came;
Now that you are leaving - It won't ever be the same. . .
We'd grown accustomed to the trace
Of talent in the air -
Accustomed to your face !