Sweet Caroline

Where it began

I can't begin to know when

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 holding you?

One

Touching one

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

Sweet Caroline

I believed they never could

Sweet Caroline

Good times never seemed so good