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, oh-oh-oh Well, maybe I will meet him Sunday, maybe Monday, maybe not But I'm sure to meet him one day Maybe Tuesday will it be my good news day We'll build a little home for just us two From which I'll never roam, who would? Would you? Hmm, 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 it 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? Hmm, all else above I'm waiting for the man I love