Someday she'll come along the girl I love.
Here smile will be asong, 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 in a little while
I'll take her hand.
And though it seems absurd,
I know we both
won't say a word.
Maybe I shall meet her Sunday,
maybe Monday, maybe not.
Still I'm sure to meet her one day,
maybe Tuesday
will be my good news day.
For her I'll do and dare
as never before
Our hopes and fears we'll share
for ever and more.
And so all else above
I'm waiting for the girl I love