Sweet Caroline

By N. Diamond

Where it began
I can’t begin to know it
But then I know it’s growing strong
Was in the spring
And spring became a summer
Who’d believe you’d come along

Hands
Touching hands
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

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 shoulders
How can I hurt when holding you?

One
Touching one
Reaching out
Touching me
Touching you

Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
I’ve been inclined
To believe they never would
Oh no no

Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
Sweet Caroline
I’ve believed they never could
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good