Sting

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 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

It would make a prison of my life,
If you become another's wife.

The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of a probable outcome

A million roads, a million fears
A million suns, ten million years of uncertainty
I could speak a million lies, a million songs,
A million rights, a million wrongs in this balance of time
But if there was a single truth, a single light
A single thought, a singular touch of grace
Then following this single point, this single flame,
This single haunted memory of your face

Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety
You could end up as the only one.
Gentleness, sobriety are rare
in this society
At night a candle's brighter than the sun.

When your belly's empty
And the hunger's so real
And you're too proud to beg
And too dumb to steal
You search the city
For your only friend.

If "manners maketh man" as someone said
Then he's the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say

Let's make it all for one and all for love.
Let the one you hold be the one you want,
The one you need,
'Cause when it's all for one it's one for all.
When there's someone that should know
Then just let your feelings show
And make it all for one and all for love.

When it's love you make,
(I'll be the fire in your night.)
Then it's love you take.

Takes more than combat gear to make a man
Takes more than license for a gun
Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can
A gentleman will walk but never run

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from the star, like tears from the star.
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are, how fragile we are.

Every day another miracle.
Only death will tear us apart.
To sacrifice a life for yours,
I'd be the blood of the Lazarus heart.

There is no monopoly of common sense
On either side of the political fence.
We share the same biology
Regardless of ideology.

I close my eyes, this rare perfume
Is the sweet intoxication of her love.