Barbra Streisand - The Man I Love текст песни

Some day 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,

And in a little while hell take my hand

And, though it seem absurd,

I know we both wont say, we 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...

Well build a little home just meant for two,

From which Ill never roam,

Who would, would you?

And so all else above

Im waiting for the man I love.

Maybe I shall meet him on sunday,

Maybe monday maybe not...

Still Im sure to meet him one day,

Maybe tuesday will be my good news day.

Well build a little home just meant for two,

From which Ill never, ever roam,

Who would, would you?

And so all else above Im waiting for...

The man...

I...

Love!