sweet caroline

where it began

i can't begin to know when

but then i know it's growing strong

oh

wasn't the spring

whooo

and spring became the summer

who'd believe you'd come along

hands

touching hands

reaching out

touching me

touching you

oh

sweet caroline

good times never seem so good

i've been inclined to believe it never would

and now i

i look at the night

whooo

and it don't seem so lonely

we fill it up with only two

oh

and when i hurt

hurting runs off my shoulder

how can i hurt when holding you

oh

one

touching one

reaching out

touching me

touching you

oh

sweet caroline

good times never seem so good

oh i've been inclined to believe it never would

ohhh

sweet caroline

good times never seem so good