He deals the cards as a meditationAnd those he plays never suspectHe doesn't play for the money winsHe doesn't play for respectHe deals the cards to find the answerThe sacred geometry of chanceThe hidden law of a probable outcomeThe numbers lead a danceI know that the spades are the swords of a soldierI know that the clubs are weapons of warI know that diamonds mean money for this artBut that's not the shape of my heartHe may play the jack of diamondsHe may lay the queen of spaceHe may conceal a king in his handWhile a memory of it fadesI know that the spades are the swords of a soldierI know that the clubs are weapons of warI know that diamonds mean money for this artBut that's not the shape of my heartThat's not the shape, shape of my heartAnd if I told you that I loved youYou'd maybe think there's something wrongI'm not a man with too many facesThe mask I wear is oneFor those who speak no nothingAnd find out to their costLike those who curse their luckThere are too many placesFor those who fear a lossI know that the spades are the swords of a soldierI know that the clubs are weapons of warI know that diamonds mean money for this artBut that's not the shape of my heartThat's not the shape of my heartThat's not the shape, shape of my heart© BF-WATCH TV 2021