Not a Weight

She cleans the kitchen till her fingers turn red

Apologizing for the words that she said

Thinks she's a ghost in her own crowded room

Fading away too soon

She whispers soft, "I'm just taking up space"

Trying to hide every line on her face (ooh)

But you

are the anchor

holding us deep You

are the promise we're trying to keep No,

you're not a burden,

you're not the weight You are the light that we anticipate (yeah)

She keeps her secrets in a box on the shelf

Learning to run from the ghost of herself

But she doesn't see how the room starts to glow

Every single time she says hello

We'd carry the sky if it fell on your head

Remember the beautiful words that you said

You're not the anchor dragging us down

You are the gold in this quiet old town No weight at

all... (humm) You're just the light