On the turning away
From the pale and downtrodden
And the words they say
Which we won't understand,
"Don't accept that what's happening
Is just a case of other's suffering
Or you'll find that you're joining in
The turning away"

It's a sin that somehow
Light is changing to shadow
And casting its shroud
Over all we have known.
Unaware how the ranks have grown
Driven on by the hart of stone
We could find that we're all alone
In the dream of the proud.

On the wings of the night
As the daytime is stirring
Where the speechless unite
In a silent accord
Using words you will find a strange
And mesmerized as they light the flame.
Feel the new wind of change
On the wings of night.

No more turning away
From the weak and the weary,
No more turning away
From the coldness inside.
Just the world that we all must share.
It's not enough just to stand and stare.
Is it only a dream that there'll be,
No more turning away?