roo_roo_s: Summer has gone on swallows wings.
roo_roo_s: You bring the sun
roo_roo_s: We’ll make our home here.
roo_roo_s: Who’s coming?
roo_roo_s: Sometimes I think on what I’ve done, it will never go away
roo_roo_s: I’ve said I’m sorry by now, at least once, to just about everyone
roo_roo_s: Memories of summer