Sweet caroline
Good times never seem so good
I've been inclined to believe they never would
Where it began
I can begin to know when
But then I know it's growing strong
Was it in spring
And spring became the summer
Who'd believe you'd 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
I look at the night
And it don't seem so lonely
We fill it up with only two
And when I hurt
Hurting runs off my shoulder
How can I hurt when holding you
Warm
Touching warm yeah
Reaching out then touching me touching you
Sweet caroline
Good times never seem so good
I've been inclined to believe they never would
Sweet caroline
Good times never seem so good
I've been inclined to believe they never would
My sweet yeah you sweet caroline caroline