Sting. Shape Of My Heart (№ 7178)

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
If I told you that I loved you,
You'd think that something is wrong.
I don't know,
I just hide under a mask.
And those who say don't know nothing
And understand the bitter truth:
They and those who are too curses their fate,
And as those who are experiencing fear, hopelessly lost.