No doubt, you are the master of my fate
But you have gone way off course
You forgot your glasses at home
And you look tired to the bone
Let me take over the wheel
And you can safely sleep
I'm old enough to do this now
Don't you ever worry about me
I will get us there somehow
I will get us there in one piece
Nick Kler
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem