verse 1 I’m having trouble sleeping There’s a deep ache in my soul To be sought after, loved and held so close My clumsy self wants to be Vulnerable in your love My life to be worthwhile to never stop holding your hands No I won’t endure December, I’ll embrace it I want the best me with the best you come the new year I will seek holiness before I seek you In my complex world I won’t stop believing in faithfulness This December verse 2 Not in consulting The cloudy and the cold Not in emotional spending will you be found Not in vaulting up my risks Not in shaming myself to isolation Not in counting calories or running my heart ragged I’m having trouble sleeping There’s a deep ache in my soul To be sought after, loved and held so closely This December