Where it began
I can't begin to knowing
But then I know
it's growing strong
Was in the spring
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
Oh sweet Caroline
Good times never
seem so good
I've been inclined
to believe it never would
Oh no no