Someday hell come along The man I love And hell be big and strong The man I love And when he comes my way Ill do my best to make him stay Hell look at me and smile Ill understand Then in a little while Hell take my hand And though it seems absurd I know we both wont say a word Maybe I shall meet him Sunday Maybe Monday, maybe not Still Im sure to meet him one day Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day Hell build a little home Thats meant for two From which Ill never roam Who would, would you And so all else above Im dreaming of the man I love
hell, maybe, man, meet, absurd