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 should 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 we'll do And so all else above, I'm waiting for the man I love The man, the man I love ♪ Maybe I should 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 we'll do And so all else above, I'm dreaming of the man I love