The girl I love

Someday She'll come along,
the girl I love.
Her smile will be a song,
the girl I love.
And when she comes my way,
I'll do my best to make her stay.

I'll look at her and smile,
She'll understand.
And then a little while
I'll take her hand
and though it seems absurd
I know we both won't say a word.

Maybe I'll meet her Sunday
maybe Monday, maybe not
but I'm sure I'll meet her one day
maybe Tuesday will be my good news day

I'll build a little home
just ment for two
From which I'll never roam,
Who would - would you ?
And so all else above I'm waiting for
the girl I love