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Where it began,
I can't begin to knowin'
Down at the Mad Stad, growing strong
Was in the spring
And spring became the summer
Who'd have believed you'd come along.
Hands, touchin' hands
Reachin' out, touchin' me, touchin' you
Sweet Reading mine
Good times never seemed so good
I've been inclined
To believe they never would
But now I...
...look at the game
And it don't seem so lonely
We fill it up with goals on cue.
And when we lose,
Hurtin' runs off my shoulders
How can I hurt when watching you?
Warm, touchin' warm
Reachin' out, touchin' me, touchin' you
Sweet Reading mine
Good times never seemed so good
I've been inclined,
To believe they never would
Oh, no, no
Sweet Reading mine
Good times never seemed so good
Sweet Reading mine
I believe they never could
Sweet Reading mine
Good times never seemed so good
Sweet Reading mine