What Is It Like
What's it like
To be the one that he turns to when he sought his 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 have 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
'Cuz I have got him on my mind but
He doesn't know my name
What's it like
To hold his hand when he tells you when that you're all he wants and
It's midnight
Oh, I'm thinking about him
I have 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
'Cuz I have got him on my mind, but
He doesn't know my name
I want to hold his hand
'Cuz I, can't stop thinking about him
And would he understand, if I
Told him how I feel about him
Ohh, ohh, whoa, whoa
I have got him on mind, but
He doesn't no 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
'Cuz I have got him on my mind, but
He doesn't know my name
He doesn't know my name
Woah, oh
To be the one that he turns to when he sought his 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 have 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
'Cuz I have got him on my mind but
He doesn't know my name
What's it like
To hold his hand when he tells you when that you're all he wants and
It's midnight
Oh, I'm thinking about him
I have 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
'Cuz I have got him on my mind, but
He doesn't know my name
I want to hold his hand
'Cuz I, can't stop thinking about him
And would he understand, if I
Told him how I feel about him
Ohh, ohh, whoa, whoa
I have got him on mind, but
He doesn't no 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
'Cuz I have got him on my mind, but
He doesn't know my name
He doesn't know my name
Woah, oh
Credits
Writer(s): Linda Stenmark, Anders Lystell, Michael Stenmark
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