The man i love

Someday he'll come along
the man i love
and he'll be big and strong
the man i love
and when he comes my way
i'll do my best to make him stay
he'll look at me and smile
i'll understand
then in a little while
he'll take my hand
and though it seems absurd
i know we both won't say a word
maybe i shall meet him sunday
maybe monday, maybe not
still i'm sure to meet him one day
maybe tuesday will be my good news day
he'll build a little home
that's meant for two
from which i'll never roam
who would, would you
and so all else above
i'm dreaming of the man i love