The real truth

Blue eyes, black skies and clouds filled with pain
. Disguise the emptiness, the disdain
. Late calls, long halls with words no one hears
. Reveals the loneliness and the years
. Like going backwards in a revolving door
. I don't know which way's out anymore
. I can't run from the real truth
. And not be living a lie
. You can't hide from the fate chasing you.
And watch it, from somebody else's eyes
. Cold hearts, cruel thoughts can destroy the faith
. Just ask the singer who hell from Grace
. But things change and strange days can turn a point of view
. Just time till everyone gets their due.
I may not save the world but I'll save myself.
Can't depend on somebody else.