Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Critics
Performer
Daniel Nelson
Drums
Gregg Scott
Background Vocals
Shawn Stroope
Bass Guitar
myles roberts
Vocals
Chelsea Norman
Background Vocals
Callie Pirtle
Vocals
Steve Auburn
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gregg Scott
Songwriter
Shawn Stroope
Songwriter
myles roberts
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Critics
Producer
Steve Sullivan
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
O girl, here let me sing you a song made for dreaming sweet, sweet dreams.
O girl, I've written a song that has so little meaning, or so it seems.
Shh, don't cry. It breaks all our hearts.
Wipe those tears from your eyes, and we'll do a part
That will make you go right back to sleep.
Girl, here let me sing you a song made for dreaming sweet, sweet dreams
Of a world, a world without wrong and without cause for dreaming, for all is sweet.
Don't cry. It breaks Mommy's heart.
Wipe those tears from your eyes.
And she'll do a part that will make us feel like we can sleep.
Sometimes I just want to sleep.
O girl, let's sing in hope of a world that is coming with its good king.
A new heaven, a new earth,
And no sea to divide us or to frighten us.
And when you wake up, everything's new.
Written by: Gregg Scott, Shawn Stroope, myles roberts