Too Close for Comfort

I love a big audience
at my feet;
To them I can perform
On pitch, on beat -
But when it's just you,
I can barely think;
When it's so close and personal
How can I sing?

Close and personal -
I can hardly breathe,
I can hardly hum,
And when you leave,
My lips are still numb,
My palms are still sweaty,
My throat is still parched,
My heartbeat still unsteady.

However, when you're gone,
Whether with myself or a crowd,
I can deliver just fine -
Quite clearly and proud.

Too bad all I've ever really wanted to do
Is sing a song just for you.