Where it began
I can`t begin to knowing
But then I know it`s growing strong
Was in the spring
Then spring became the summer
Who`d have believed you`d come along
Hands, touching hands
Reaching out
Touching me
Touching you
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
I`ve been inclined
To believe they never would
But now I
Look at the night
And it don`t seem so lonely
We fill it up with only two
And when I hurt
Hurting runs off my shoulders
How can I hurt when I`m holding you
Warm, touching warm
Reaching out
Touching me
Touching you
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
I`ve been inclined
To believe they never would
Oh, no, no
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
I`ve been inclined
To believe they never would
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
I`ve been inclined
To believe they never would