L.P.

He deals the cards as a meditation 
 And those he plays 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 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, the 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 
 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 
 Thats not the shape, thats not the shape of my heart