Memories Of Pan

Memories Of Pan
I brought you presents from China
I brought you my memories from pan
Behind those sensitive eyes
You hide a face of a boys crying
Why? don't you try to believe
Why don't you try to believe?
You gave me pleasure on canvas
I brought you my memories from pan
You painted me like a friend
Behind your moves an old man crying
Why? don't you try to believe
Why don't you try to believe?
In my story
It's true