Where it began I can’t begin to know it, But then I know it’s going strong

Was in the spring, and spring became a summer, Who’d have believe you’d come along

Hands touching hands, Reaching out touching me touching you

Sweet Caroline Good times never seemed so good

Im inclined to believe there never would But now I’m

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, Reachin out touching me touching you