The leaves came down when you walked by them all year round

The trees fall at your feet

Southbound birds and winter bees are soldiers

In the army all good souls they do surround me

And our lives mountains come under attack

When the trade winds blow, rivers dry change

Direction that is all they know it's predetermined

A life span shakes the hard skeletons and newborns

Someone has to die to make room for you and I and our love goes on

I don't care if it happens in Argentina yeah

Or way up north off the coast of Norway on an island

With no name there are no survivors all the same, no telephones

Someone has to die to make room for you and I and our love goes crazy

We're all in line, your blood will tell you when it's time to

Turn down your sword this not a warriors war

But the news just gets distracting

Our love keeps on reacting all the time

Someone has to die to make room for you and I and our love goes crazy all the time

For you and I someone has to die for you and I