Shape of my heart - Sting

He deals the cards as a meditation 
And those he plays he never suspect 
He doesn´t play for the money he wins 
He doesn´t play for respect 

He deals the cards to find the answer 
The sacred geometry of chance 
The hidden law of a probable outcome 
The numbers lead a dance 

I know that the spades 
Are the swords of a soldier 
I know that the clubs 
Are weapons of war 
I know that diamonds 
Mean money for this art 
But that´s not the shape of my heart 

He may play the jack of diamonds 
He may lay the queen of spades 
He may conceal a king in his hand 
While the memory of it fades 

I know that the spades 
Are the swords of a soldier 
I know that the clubs 
Are weapons of war 
I know that diamonds 
Mean money for this art 
But that´s not the shape of my heart 
That´s not the shape 
Shape of my heart 
And if I told you that I loved you 
You´d maybe think there´s something wrong 
I´m not a man of too many faces 
The mask I wear is one 

But those who speak know nothing 
And find out to their cost 
Like those who curse their luck 
In too many places 
And those who fear are lost 

I know that the spades 
Are the swords of a soldier 
I know that the clubs 
Are weapons of war 
I know that diamonds 
Mean money for this art 
But that´s not the shape of my heart 
That´s not the shape of my heart 
That´s not the shape 
Shape of my heart