Where it began, I can't begin to know when
But then I know it's growing strong
Oh, wasn't the spring, [whooo]
And spring became the summer
Who'd believe you'd come along
Hands, touching hands, reaching out
Touching me, touching you
Oh-ooh, sweet Caroline
Good times never seem so good
Oh-ooh, I've been inclined to believe they never would
And now I, I look at the night, [whooo]
And it don't seem so lonely
We fill it up with only two, oh-ooh
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-ooh, sweet Caroline
Good times never seem so good
Oh-ooh, I've been inclined to believe they never would
Oh-ooh, sweet Caroline, good times never seem so good…