I Think I Met The Devil

In My Blood

Lonely Man

Vers 1:
I met her in a bar, love at first sight
Yeah, she was the one — oh she felt so right
She said to me, "I love you very much too
I'll stay in bed, I’ll wait for you to do what you wanna do
You can absolutely do whatever you want to!"

Refräng:
So I went fishin’ and hikin’ and other things I’m likin’
'Cause if she loves me, she’ll wait for me at home — oh yeah, that’s right!
Went fishin’ and hikin’ and other things I’m likin’
'Cause if she loves me, she’ll wait for me at home — oh yeah!

Vers 2:
Next day she said, “Darling, I cooked us a feast
Candlelights, wine, and chocolate at least
A warm bubble bath and a night full of play
But only if you choose to stay…”
So I closed the door and walked away!

Refräng:
So I went fishin’ and hikin’ and other things I’m likin’
'Cause if she loves me, she’ll wait for me at home — oh yeah, that’s right!
Went fishin’ and hikin’ and other things I’m likin’
'Cause if she loves me, she’ll wait for me at home — oh yeah!

Vers 3:
She sent me a text: "Tonight, silk sheets and wine,
A massage, some kisses — the pleasure’s all mine
But it’s your choice, sugar, I won’t beg or fight
Come home — or take off into the night"
Guess what I did? …Yup, took a hike!

Refräng (dubbel):
So I went fishin’ and hikin’ and other things I’m likin’
'Cause if she loves me, she’ll wait for me at home — oh yeah, that’s right!
Went fishin’ and hikin’ and other things I’m likin’
'Cause if she loves me, she’ll wait for me at home — oh yeah! 
So I went fishin’ and hikin’ and other things I’m likin’
'Cause if she loves me, she’ll wait for me at home — oh yeah, that’s right!

If She Loves Me, She Wait


[intro]
I never felt wrong, but she's so right... with every move she makes, makes me realize... that I was making mistakes on the path that I'd take... I was not wrong... but she is sooo right...

[Verse1] 
 A simple chance meeting at a friend's birthday, there was no way of knowing where we'd stand today... I know the dogs are happy that we came to meet... 1 Boxer of hers and a Chihuahua from me...

[Verse2]
They run and they jump... or just sniff and play... while we hike the trails, under blue skys today...
Sometimes there's zoomies, so we both hit the ground so we don't lose a knee, or get taken down...

[Chorus2]
I never felt wrong, she makes me feel so right... with every move she makes, makes me realize... that I was making mistakes on the path that I'd take... I was not wrong... but she is soooo... oh, oh, ohooo, right...

[Verse3]
Her smile lights me up, like a beacon of light, sent to a ship at sea, in a fog bank at night... a simple glance, the touch of her finger tips... a chance meeting lead to all of this...


I would never change not one thing about us... the way we met, the glances, the touch... 
everything about her... to meeee... it means so much...

[Chorus3]
I never felt wrong, but she's so right... with every move she makes, makes me realize... that I was making mistakes on the path that I'd take... I was not wrong... but she is sooo right...


She is sooooo right... Oooo... Ooo.. Yaaa...

Touch

Worn-out shoes, fading skies, full hearts – and you at the end of the road.
“Coming Home” is an emotional road song about late nights, second tries, and the pull of a place – or a person – that feels like home. With imagery of neon towns, falling stars, and blurry eyes on empty highways, it’s a track about finding clarity in return. For everyone who’s ever run far just to get closer.

Ausgetretene Schuhe, offener Himmel, volles Herz – und du am Ziel.
„Coming Home“ ist ein emotionaler Roadtrip-Song über späte Nächte, zweite Chancen und das tiefe Gefühl, unterwegs zu sein – und trotzdem zu wissen, wo man hingehört. Zwischen fallenden Sternen, flimmernden Straßen und leisen Erinnerungen erzählt der Song von der Kraft, heimzukehren. Für alle, die losfahren, um endlich anzukommen.

Coming Home

A man compares himself to Samson when he runs out of options in his own home.

Let This Temple Fall

This song is about the quiet weight of character.
Not the kind you boast about or wrap in slogans,
but the kind revealed over time when no one's watching.

It’s a reminder that charm isn’t loyalty, and volume isn’t truth.
That we’ve got to look deeper past the posture, the politics, and the noise
to see what someone’s truly made of.

And if we want a better world, we have to do the same with ourselves.
Listen more. Judge less.
Reach across before we write someone off.

Because what makes a person a real friend.
what makes them worthy of trust.
isn’t where they stand on a stage
it’s how they stand when it matters most.

[Verse 1]
Be careful who you call your friend
Not every smile stays to the end
Some walk beside you just for show
But when the winds shift, they let go

It’s easy to nod and go along
But easy doesn’t make you strong
Truth is quiet, and time reveals
Who shows up when no one kneels

[Chorus]
So look deeper than a handshake
Deeper than the words they send
Character’s not built in moments
It shows in how they treat the end
Don’t judge by charm or where they’ve been
Look deeper into what makes them men

[Verse 2]
Some wear borrowed words like skin
Echoing noise they were raised within
But decency can wear a quiet face
And grace don’t always run the race

Don’t judge the bold or those who shout
Some speak loud because they’ve lived without
But the ones who show when it all falls through
Are the ones worth holding on to

[Chorus]
So look deeper than the posture
Deeper than the practiced spin
Ask yourself who lifts the weight
When there’s nothing left to win
Not everyone’s a lifelong friend
Look deeper into what makes them men

[Bridge]
It starts with listening without a fight
Leaving space for someone else to be right
Not every battle needs to be won
Sometimes growth means biting your tongue

Ask more questions, let silence speak
You’ll learn the strong are often meek
Sit with those you used to resist
And you might find grace in what you missed

[Final Chorus]
So look deeper than a first impression
Past the pride, beyond confession
It’s not the label or where they’ve been
It’s how they love and how they bend
The world won’t heal through pride or spin
But by learning what makes us kin
Reach across and start again
That’s how we learn what makes them men

What Makes Them Men

Keeper of your heart

Still not me

Quiet Man
Lyrics By: Thomas W. Peterson AKA RedHeart 
 ©COPYRIGHT 10–9-2025 All Rights Reserved ©


(Verse 1)
He walks the shoreline when the morning’s pale and gray,
With an old guitar that’s seen some better days,
The wind hums softly through the collar of his coat,
As he hums a tune no one else will ever know.

(Chorus)
He’s a quiet man, just a shadow on the sand,
Living by the rhythm of the tide and his own hand,
The world rolls on without him, and he just lets it be,
A lonely heart adrift upon an endless sea.

(Verse 2)
He once had dreams that burned like lantern light,
But they faded slow with every passing night,
She left one autumn, never said goodbye,
Just left her laughter echoing against the sky.

(Chorus)
He’s a quiet man, just a whisper in the rain,
Carving out a life from love and loss and pain,
He don’t ask for mercy, he don’t pray for peace,
He just lets the river take what it needs.

(Bridge)
Sometimes in the tavern, he’ll buy a round or two,
Tell a story half remembered, though most of it ain’t true,
Then fade into the shadows like the setting sun,
Another song unfinished, another day done.

(Final Chorus)
He’s a quiet man, and his words come slow,
Like ripples fading where the cold winds blow,
And if you pass his cabin, by the northern pines,
You’ll hear a lonely soul between the lines.

(Outro)
He walks the shoreline when the daylight’s nearly gone,
A ghost of love, still singing soft and strong…
He’s a quiet man… the night rolls on.

Quiet Man 10-9-25

Little Outlaw” rides the line between playful mischief and heartfelt devotion. This country tune tells the story of a wild, untamed spirit — a rebel with a mind of his own — who finds his home in love’s embrace. With toe-tappin’ guitars, warm sunset vibes, and a wink of humor, it’s a song that’ll make her smile, blush, and fall in love all over again. A cheeky cowboy anthem for anyone who’s ever had their heart tamed by the right touch. 🌵🤠🎶

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Little Outlaw

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I Think I Met The Devil

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