Sweet Caroline
Where it began, I can't begin to know whenBut then I know it's growing strongOh, wasn't the spring, [whooo]And spring became the summerWho'd believe you'd come along
Hands, touching hands, reaching outTouching me, touching youOh-ooh, sweet CarolineGood times never seem so goodOh-ooh, I've been inclined to believe they never would
And now I, I look at the night, [whooo]And it don't seem so lonelyWe fill it up with only two, oh-oohAnd when I hurtHurting runs off my shoulderHow can I hurt when holding you
Oh, one, touching one, reaching outTouching me, touching youOh-ooh, sweet CarolineGood times never seem so goodOh-ooh, I've been inclined to believe they never wouldOh-ooh, sweet Caroline, good times never seem so good…