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 So good, so good 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!
�2000 Veronica Savage,[email protected]