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.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
