Billie Holiday - The Man I Love текст песни

George and ira gershwin

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