You can turn your back on showing You might turn on telling, too You can turn your back on knowing And then it's gone You can turn your back on giving You might turn on taking, too You can burn your back just living You'll take it on But who turns their back on love? Who turns their back on believing? But who turns their back on love? Who takes it on? Who takes it on? You can turn your back on asking On anticipation, too Silently there, asking You'll say it all Now turned away from wondering Peek around the corner, nothing's true Turning and simply wandering Would bring it all smack down To who turns their back on love And who turns their back on asking Who turns, and who takes it on? Who takes it on, and who brings it on? Who brings it on?