fascinating though this may be
I fear that I must take my leave
of stage, of stand, of offered hand
this is no place for someone like me.
For example, when I look in your eyes
the blueness of a Santa Fe sky
I think I’ve gazed a bit too long
with a stare a bit too strong
as though I try to read your souls reply.
And you turn away, in your shy way
and I recognize the fear of me you keep
and as fascinating as this may be
the romance, the passion, and fiendish glee
of stage and stand and offered hand
I take my leave of thee
this is no place for me.