Shape Of My Heart - Carmen Cuesta

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 gril 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

Money for this art

But that's not the shape of my heart

That's not the shape

The shape of my h