Little Children

I dreamed of a devil last night

He tempted me with a wicked tongue and a rough hand

Said it's alright honey it's alright

you can leave that man

When I woke my head was spinning

As I recall all of the things he said

Made me feel less of a woman

Making me feel like a whore instead

I won't be going to my grave

I got a lot to live for

I won't be rocking in my faith

Yeah yeah yeah

I got a lot to hope for

I dreamed of a Devil last night

Amazing such a little thing

Can get in your head

Saying it's alright it's alright

You can stay in my bed

Stay in my bed

Stay here in my

No no no no

I'm not going to my grave

I got a lot to live for

I won't be rocking in my faith

Yeah yeah yeah

I got a lot to hope for

I'm not going to my grave

Yeah yeah yeah

I got a lot to live for

Little children

Go in circles

He will sing you lullabies

Little children

Rest your heads

No more monsters

No more devils

You are not who the wicked call you

Peace and strong and joy

Pure and peace and strong and joy

All you little children

Oh you little children