My soul is heavy and heart filled with pain. Who understands, who can comprehend the language of my heart? Who can see past the exterior, and relieve the weight of all the hurts in this life? Shall I go hide? Runaway , dull it with drugs, and entertainment? No , my eyes look to you you my Heavenly Father. For you don’t overlook my tears, you understand the language of my heart, even at my lowest point I look to you on the highest mountain.