One comes running on a silver plain One comes dividing everything again One comes only when it's safe to pray One comes always just a little too late Sunday morning coming cold and grey Someone at the door keeps calling my name Wish that I could tell it all to go away Riding every night through the storms of fate I've been waiting I've been hoping I've been thinking I can't take it anymore Can't run away I've been lonely I've been broken I've been thinking I can't take another day 'Til you come again One comes riding on a quiet day Coming with the power of a falling wave When she comes to touch your lonely face Lover in the nighttime full of grace