Holiday - Tony Vincent

i couldn’t catch my breath

i almost worked myself to death

thinking i could earn your love,

be good enough to get to heaven

i had no hope to celebrate

beneath the weight of my own burden

but you came

and every day became a holiday

memories of my hollow days

are scattered on a sea of grace

you came

and every day became a holiday

disbelief was turned to faith

love became a holiday

i played the perfect part

thinking?

i could justify my heart to you

but you revealed the truth to me so i could see my true condition

what i thought was righteousness

was nothing less that blind ambition

but you came

and every day became a holiday

memories of my hollow days

are scattered on a sea of grace

you came

and every day became a holiday

disbelief was turned to faith

and love became a holiday

i could never keep up with what i had to do till your freedom left me with

peace and nothing left to prove

but you revealed the truth to me so i could see my true condition

what i thought was righteousness

was nothing less that blind ambition

but you came

and every day became a holiday

memories of my hollow days

are scattered on a sea of grace

you came

and every day became a holiday

disbelief was turned to faith

and love became a holiday