The Man I Love - Trijntje Oosterhuis
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 will 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 that's 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
Maybe I will 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
You look at me
And I know so all else above
I'm waiting for the man I love