Musta thought I was so strong.
Mighta even thought I was the one for this
all along.
But I can't even dream
or imagine how it seems,
to carry the weight of this crowd

CHORUS
Its not as easy as it seems,
to carry t he weight of your dreams
high among the shadows.
Its not as easy as it seems,
Pharoah, angel, and everything in between.

Mighta come to a similar conclusion
only mixed up in the weight of confusion.
But the grammar was mine,
the power to find,
to carry the weight of this crowd

CHORUS

And I don't know why I
see your fire.
Carry me over,
Stay this way