Sweet Caroline
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'd be inclined To believe they never would But now I
Look at the night and it don't seem so lonely We filled it up with only two And when I hurt Hurting runs off my shoulders How can I hurt when I'm holding you
One, touching one Reaching out, touching me, touching you
Sweet Caroline Good times never seemed so good
I'd be inclined To believe they never would Oh no, no
Sweet Caroline Good times never seemed so good Sweet Caroline I believe they never could
Sweet Caroline