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
Oh I've been inclined
To believe it never
