Where it began, I can′t begin to know when

But then I know it's growing strong

Wasn′t the spring

And spring became the summer

Who'd believed you would come along?

Hands, touching hands

Reaching out

Touching me, touching you

Sweet Caroline

Good times never seem 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

The hurting runs off my shoulders

How can I hurt when I′m with you?

One, touching one

Reaching out

Touching me, touching you

Sweet Caroline

The good times never seem so good

I've been inclined

To believe it never would, oh no, no

Sweet Caroline

Good times never seem so good

Sweet Caroline

I believe they never could

Sweet Caroline

Good times never felt so good

I′ve been inclined

To believe they never would, but now I'm