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.

Little Christmas Tree
No one to buy you, give yourself to me
You’re worth your weight in precious gold, you see
My little Christmas tree

Promise you will be
Nobody else’s little Christmas tree
I’ll make you sparkle, just you wait and see
My little Christmas tree

I’ll put some tinsel in your hair
And you’ll find that there’s a strange new change
That you have never seen
I’ll bring my boy a toy
He’ll jump for joy
To see his bright new queen

With me you will go far
I’ll show Saint Nick the tree you really are
And there’ll be peace on Earth when Daddy lights your star
My little Christmas tree

[Instrumental Break]

With me you will go far
I’ll show Saint Nick the tree you really are
And there’ll be peace on Earth when Daddy lights your star
My little Christmas tree

You’re big enough for three
My little Christmas tree

Chances are ’cause I wear a silly grin
The moment you come into view,
Chances are you think that I’m in love with you.
Just because my composure sort of slips
The moment that your lips meet mine,
Chances are you think my heart’s your Valentine.

In the magic of moonlight,
When I sigh, “Hold me close, dear,”
Chances are you believe the stars
That fill the skies are in my eyes.

Guess you feel you’ll always be
The one and only one for me
And, if you think you could,
Well, chances are your chances are awfully good.

In the magic of moonlight,
When I sigh, “Hold me close, dear,”
Chances are you believe the stars
That fill the skies are in my eyes.

Guess you feel you’ll always be
The one and only one for me
And, if you think you could,
Well, chances are your chances are awfully good.

Look at me, I’m as helpless as a kitten up a tree
And I feel like I’m clingin’ to a cloud,
I can’ t understand
I get misty, just holding your hand.

Walk my way,
And a thousand violins begin to play,
Or it might be the sound of your hello,
That music I hear,
I get misty, whenever you’re near.

Can’t you see that you’re leading me on?
And it’s just what I want you to do,
Don’t you notice how hopelessly I’m lost
That’s why I’m following you.

On my own,
When I wander through this wonderland alone,
Never knowing my right foot from my left
My hat from my glove
I’m too misty, and too much in love.
Too misty,
And too much
In love…..