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 if 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 the lost generation
Scars so deep, bringing God's damnation
Businessmen sip wine while congress argue
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