She takes the six o'clock train   It's off to work and then home again   She wonders if this will ever change   Clutching her pillow, she hides in a dark   Room in her heart      How long has it been   Since love touched her and she let in   Chased out the shadows, filled emptiness   With her head in her hands, she cries   "Come back again, I need you, my friend"      We fight on our knees but don't often see   The battles that rage being won   But fight on, we will and tarry until   Love comes to carry us on   To kneel with the broken in spirit   And call upon the Son      So many holes here within   Torn apart and then blown by the wind   Hell and high water come crashing in   Pride says to fight but he cannot defend   This means to an end      The truth cuts like a blade   Bleeding all of the plans that he made   Nothing but faith in the One who came   Can ever bring peace to the spirit again   Will he understand?      We fight on our knees for those who might see   The battle is over, it's won   Not by our hands, by the Son of man   He who is has overcome   Death and the grave hold no power   To those who call upon the Son      We fight on our knees but don't often see   The battles that rage being won   But fight on, we will and tarry until   Love comes to carry us on   To kneel with the broken in spirit   And call upon the Son