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