It takes no match to give me a spark.
Now I'm trying out another heart.
I've been whining 'bout a fresh start.
I've found myself a good horse.
I spurred it over quicksand
And I rode it through the hollow land.
I fed it with a shaky hand.
I found myself a strong horse.
These are the promises I can keep,
These are the promises I can keep
To live like I must
And ride with the dust in my face
In grace.
I've found myself a good horse.
Yes I've found myself a strong horse.
But things remain no different than before...
These are the promises I can keep,
Yes these are the promises I can keep
To live like I must
And ride with the dust in my face.
[These are the promises that I will keep!]
These are the promises I can keep
These are the promises I can keep
To live like I must
And ride with the dust in my face
In grace,
In grace,
In grace.
