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-a-human,
If I only had heart.
I'd be tender - I′d be gentle and awful sentimental
Regarding Love and Art.
I′d be friends with the sparrows...
and the boys who shoots the arrows
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.
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.
Writer(s): E.y. Harburg, Harold Arlen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
