Diane Schuur The Man I Love
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!
we'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!
