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. 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 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, Just meant for two. From which I'll never roam. Who would? Would you? And so all else above, I'm waiting for the man I love. 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, Just meant for two. From which I'll never roam. Who would? Would you? And so all else above, I'm waiting for the man I love.