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, and I
I won't be going to my grave Yeah yeah yeah eeey I got a lot to live for I won't be rocking in my faith Yeah yeah yeah eeey I got a lot to hope for I dreamed of a Devil last night
Amazing such little things can get in your head Said it's alright honey it's alright You can stay in my bed stay in my bed Stay your in my No no no no no, och
I'm not going to my grave Yeah yeah yeah eeey I got a lot to live for I wont be rocking in my faith Yeah yeah yeah eeey I got a lot to hope for I'm not going to my grave Yeah yeah yeah eeey 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
You and peace and strong and joy And pure and peace and strong and joyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.