Do you feel like I feel Half a dozen times a day When the lights go out and your thoughts drift away You know, you look like a child Crawling out into the hall When his folks are asleep with his hands along the wall Well, if you hurt like that you must have met Little Caroline Like an old tin toy all covered up with dust Staring up from the ground Like you're frozen up with rust Or do you bay like a hound sleeping out in the cold Do you scream like a lamb being dragged from the fold Well, if you hurt like that you must have met Little Caroline