Where it began
I can't begin to know when
But then I know it's growing strong
Wasn't the spring
And spring became summer
Who'd have believed you'd come along

Hands, touching hands, reaching out
Touching me, touching you

Oh, sweet Caroline
Good times never seem so good
I've been inclined
To believe it never would

Oh, sweet Caroline
Good times never seem so good
Oh, I've been inclined
To believe it never would
oooh no no..

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