Two Trucks Having Sex

The wind blows hard in December
Our last fight, do you remember?
Counting the days, since we left
You and I, slipping away
The Days gone by when you loved me
No way, the way you now treat me
Pouring wine into my glass
Looking back to where we were?
There's no direction for us
Here it comes the endless fight
Show us the light, for now
Show us a sign for where we can go
Into the cave with no guiding light
Do you know...?
Where is the goal?
Don't just follow
We can try, because we're living now
It's bitter, so many sorrows
But we can swallow
It's gonna be our hardest times