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 --- Little Children - Everly