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Where it began
I can't begin to knowin'
but then I know it's growin' strong.
Was in the spring
then spring became the summer.
Who'da believed you'd come along ?
Hands
touchin' hands
reachin' out
touchin' me
touchin' 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
hurtin' runs off my shoulders
how can I hurt when holdin' you ?
Warm
touchin' warm
reachin' out
touchin' me
touchin' you.
Sweet Caroline
good times never seemed so good.
I've been inclined
to believe they never would.
Oh
no
no.
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