It takes no match to give me a sparkNow I'm trying out another heartI've been winding A?Â?bout a fresh startI've found myself a good horseEyes burning on the quicksandAnd I run it through the hollow landI've fed it with a shaky handI found myself a strong horseThese are the promises I can keepThese are the promises I can keepTo live like I mustAnd ride w ith the dust in my faceIn graceI've found myself a good horseYes I've found myself a strong horseBut things remain not dif ferent then beforeThese are the promises I can keepYes these are the promises I can keepTo live like I mustAnd ride with t he dust in my faceThese are the promises I can keepThese are the promises I can keepTo live like I mustAnd ride with the d ust in my faceIn grace