1. Where it began I can’t begin to know it, but then I know it’s going strong.

2. I look at the night, and it don’t seem so lonely, we fill it up with only two.

1. Was in the spring, and spring became a summer, who’d have believed you’d come along.

2. And when I hurt, hurting runs off my shoulder, how can I hurt when holding you.

1. Hands, touching hands, yeah, reaching out, touching me, touching you.

2. Warm, touching warm reaching out, touching me touching you.

Sweet Caroline, good times never seemed so good.

I’ve been inclined to believe they never would But now I’m.