What Is It Like

What’s it like
To be the one that he turns to
When he’s out of answers?
What’s it like
To be the one that he comes to
When he wants to dance?
And I-I-I, I wonder, what’s that like?
I-I-I, I-I
I, I’ve got him on my mind but
He doesn’t know my name and
I’m running out of time
I wish he felt the same
And I’m acting stupid like every day
Don’t know what to do
Or what I should say
'Cause I
I’ve got him on my mind but
He doesn’t know my name
What’s it like
To hold his hand when he tells you
That you’re all he wants?
And it’s midnight, oh I’m thinking about him
I, I’ve got him on my mind but
He doesn’t know my name and
I’m running out of time
I wish he felt the same
And I’m acting stupid like every day
Don’t know what to do
Or what I should say
'Cause I
I’ve got him on my mind but
He doesn’t know my name
I wanna hold his hand 'cause I
Can’t stop thinking about him
And would he understand if I
Told him how I feel about him?
Oh-whoa, oh
Oh-whoa, oh-whoa
I, I’ve got him on my mind but
He doesn’t know my name and
I’m running out of time
I wish he felt the same
And I’m acting stupid like every day
Don’t know what to do
Or what I should say
'Cause I
I’ve got him on my mind but
He doesn’t know my name
He doesn’t know my name
Oh