When a man`s an empty kettle
He should be on his mettle
and yet I`m torn apart
Just because I`m presumin` that I could be kind of human
If I only had a heart
I`d be tender, I`d be gentle
and awful sentimental regarding love and art
I`d be friends with the arrows
and the boy who shoots the sparrows
If I only had a heart
Picture me a balcony
Above a voice sings low
Wherefore art thou Romeo?
I hear a beat, how sweet
Just to register emotion, jealousy, devotion
and really feel the part
I could stay young and chipper
and I`d lock it with a zipper
If I only had a heart
A brain, a home, the nerve