(james taylor)

caroline, i see you
standing on the stairway
waiting for your bear there
handy on the landing
penny in my pocket
high enough to hold you

when i come back home to you tomorrow
you may well be angry
i´ll for sure be hungry
meet me in the middle
make it melt like chocolate
be my little baby

i take you down by the water
some december morning

take you from your family
leave them with their longing
take you by your hand
somewhere on the sand. oh

caroline i love you
though i´m late to say so
hesitate to tell you
what will be your answer
some december morning
standing on the stairway
caroline i see you