ThomasRedheart

<p><strong>Nobody Knows I'm Here, Won't Know When I'm Gone</strong></p><p><strong>Lyrics By: Thomas W. Peterson AKA RedHeart&nbsp;</strong></p><p><strong>&nbsp;©COPYRIGHT 9-8-25 All Rights Reserved ©</strong></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><strong>(Verse 1)</strong></p><p><strong>Got a guitar case full of dreams and a notebook full of songs</strong></p><p><strong>Been playing these same four chords for way too long</strong></p><p><strong>Coffee shop corner, empty tip jar by my side</strong></p><p><strong>Singing my heart out while the world just walks on by</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>(Verse 2)</strong></p><p><strong>Wrote a song about heartbreak, wrote one about home</strong></p><p><strong>Got melodies in my head but I'm singing alone</strong></p><p><strong>Nashville's full of dreamers just like me</strong></p><p><strong>But nobody stops to listen, nobody seems to see</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>(Chorus)</strong></p><p><strong>Nobody knows I'm here, won't know when I'm gone</strong></p><p><strong>Just another face in the crowd with a guitar and a song</strong></p><p><strong>Pouring out my soul to these empty chairs</strong></p><p><strong>Nobody knows I'm here, and nobody cares</strong></p><p><strong>Nobody knows I'm here, won't know when I'm gone</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>(Verse 3)</strong></p><p><strong>Mama calls and asks me when I'm coming back home</strong></p><p><strong>Says this music thing ain't working, boy you're getting too old</strong></p><p><strong>But I've got stories to tell and music in my veins</strong></p><p><strong>Even if I'm invisible, I can't give up the game</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>(Chorus)</strong></p><p><strong>Nobody knows I'm here, won't know when I'm gone</strong></p><p><strong>Just another face in the crowd with a guitar and a song</strong></p><p><strong>Pouring out my soul to these empty chairs</strong></p><p><strong>Nobody knows I'm here, and nobody cares</strong></p><p><strong>Nobody knows I'm here, won't know when I'm gone</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>(Bridge)</strong></p><p><strong>Maybe someday someone will hear what I've been trying to say</strong></p><p><strong>Maybe all these lonely nights will lead to brighter days</strong></p><p><strong>But until that moment comes, I'll keep on singing true</strong></p><p><strong>'Cause the music's all I got, it's all I know to do</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>(Final Chorus)</strong></p><p><strong>Nobody knows I'm here, won't know when I'm gone</strong></p><p><strong>Just another dreamer with a beat-up guitar and a song</strong></p><p><strong>But I'll keep pouring out my soul to these empty chairs</strong></p><p><strong>Maybe somebody's listening, maybe somebody cares</strong></p><p><strong>Nobody knows I'm here, won't know when I'm gone</strong></p><p><strong>But I'll keep singing on</strong></p><p><strong>Yeah, I'll keep singing on</strong></p>