The Man I Love

Someday I'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

And 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 will 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

You'll build a little home, just meant for two

From which I'll never roam, who would you?

And so I'll answer, but I'm waiting for the man I love