Where it began, I can't begin to know when
But then I know it's growing strong
Oh, wasn't 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
Oh, I've been inclined to believe it never would
And now I, I look at the night
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
Oh, sweet Caroline
Good times never seem so good
Oh, I've been inclined to believe it never would

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