A good horse de Cardigans

It takes no match to give me a spark
now i m trying out another heart
i ve been winding ‘bout a fresh start
i ve found myself a good horse
Eyes burning on the quicksand
and i run it through the hollow land
i ve 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 not different then 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 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