Mean to Me - Brett Eldredge

If I could be the reason your hair’s a mess

The bass drum beatin way down deep in your chest

If I could be the voice on your radio

Then I could be your long ride home

If mine could be the name that changes yours

The wine in your glass

The swing on your porch

The dollar in your pocket

And the peaceful in your sleep

Then I’d be what you mean to me

Standing here

Watching you

Turning every head in this crowded room

The lights down low

Dancin slow

Oh, if falling’s how you feel

And perfect is what you see

Then I’d be what you mean to me

If I could be the fire in your firefly

The cool in the rain

The spark in your eye

The answer to your prayer

And the faith that sets you free

Then I’d be what you mean to me

Standing here

Watching you

Turning every head in this crowded room

The lights down low

Dancin slow

Oh, if falling’s how you feel

And perfect is what you see

Then I’d be what you mean to me

What you mean to me

And oh,

All of this talkin makes you laugh

But I’ve gotta let you know just how I’m feeling while I’m

Standing here

Watching you

Turning every head in this crowded room

The lights down low

Dancin slow

Oh, if falling’s how you feel

And perfect is what you see

Then I’d be what you mean to me

Yea

Falling’s how you feel

And perfect’s what you see

Then I’d be what you mean to me

Be what you mean to me

Ohhhhh, be what you mean, what you mean, what you mean, what you mean to me