You say you want to drive
I ask where you want to go
You say you’re looking for a break
You grip the wheel tight
You say it makes you feel safe
But sometimes you just got to let go
You are too easily distracted
And I am too easily startled
To be a good navigator
So we circle the roundabout
Losing our exit time after time
Is it our fate to be lost in traffic?
You ignore the rear-view
Don’t want to see the damage
Left in the wake of no indication
To be on the safe side
I wish you would belt up
And let me steer this conversation
To its logical end