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 I'll meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day

He'll build a little home
Just meant for two,
From which I'll never roam,
For what? Would you?
And so all else above
I'm waiting for the man I love
The man, the man I love Maybe I shall meet him Sunday
Maybe Monday, maybe not;
Still I'm sure I'll meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day

He'll build a little home
Just meant for two,
From which I'll never roam,
For what? Would you?
And so all else above
I'm dreaming of the man I love