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, a word Maybe I will meet him Sunday, maybe Monday, maybe not But I'm sure to meet him one day. Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day He'll build a little home for just us two from which I'll never roam who would? Would you? Mm, all else above I'm waiting for the man I love Well, maybe I'll meet him Sunday, Monday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday Or maybe not But I'm sure to meet him someday. Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day He'll build a little home for just us two from which I'll never roam. Who would? Would you, would you? Mm, all else above I'm waiting for the man I love