When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
In my mind I see,
When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.

This is an emergency.

In a part of this once-great city

Stands a child crying out in pity.
Gone is hope in the heart of each hungry hour.


Every year in this land of plenty
There are millions of starving children.
What will I say when they look my way?

This is an emergency.

When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.

In my mind I see,
When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
This is an emergency.


Bow your heads to a lost generation
Scars so deep, bringing God's damnation.

Businessmen sip wine while congress argues.

But for grace we enjoy our pleasures

What we face will be our salvation
Go build your towns, but remember time will not forget
That this is an emergency.


When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.

This is an emergency.

Think of what the wise men said.


When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
In my mind I see,

When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
In my mind I see,
When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.

This is an emergency.