Where it began I can`t begin to knowing But then I know it`s growing strong Was in the spring And 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