David's on piano, and I may play on a [bad word] And we'll try to make the music work, we'll try to have some fun
But I just can't help thinking that if you were here with me
I'd get all my thoughts in focus and play more excitingly

I love you still, Caroline
I want you still, Caroline
I need you still, Caroline

If you call this sentimental [bad word] you'll make me mad
'Cause you know that I would not sing about some passing fad
And if my attempts at rhyming aren't convincing to your ear
Then memories betray you through the passing of the year

I love you still, Caroline
I want you still, Caroline
I need you still, Caroline

You must think it doubtful that I mean the words I sing
Or that all attempts to reach you this way could not mean a thing
But you must admit we both thought we'd be man and wife
And that I could make you happy for the best part of your life

I love you still, Caroline
I love you still, Caroline
I love you still, Caroline
I love you still, Caroline
(repeat to fade)