Sweet Caroline - Neil Diamond

Where it began, I can’t begin to knowing

But then I know it’s growing strong

Was in the spring

Then spring became the summer

Who’d have believed you’d come along

Hands, touching hands

Reaching out, touching me, touching you

Sweet Caroline

Good times never seemed so good

I’d be inclined

To believe they never would

Oh no, no Look at the night and it don’t seem so lonely

We filled it up with only two

And when I hurt

Hurting runs off my shoulder

How can I hurt when I’m holding you

One, touching one

Reaching out, touching me, touching you