Some day 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. 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.