If I Only Had A Heart - Susannah McCorkle

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