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 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
That's meant for two

From which I'll never roam
Who would, would you
And so all else above

I'm dreaming of the man I love