Killing Me Softly (With His Song)
(chorus)Strumming my pain with his fingersSinging my life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songKilling me softly with his songTelling my whole life with his wordsKilling me softly with his song
I heard he sang a good songI heard he had a styleAnd so I came to see himAnd listen for a whileAnd there he was this young boyA stranger to my eyes
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I felt all flushed with feverEmbarrassed by the crowdI felt he found my lettersAnd read each one out loudI prayed that he would finishBut he just kept right on
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He sang as if he knew meIn all my dark despairAnd then he looked right through meAs if I wasn't thereAnd he just kept on singingSinging clear and strong
Strumming my pain...Singing my life...And killing me softly...Killing me softly with his songTelling my whole life with his wordsKilling me softly with his song
He was strumming my pain with his fingersSinging my life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songKilling me softly with his songTelling my whole life with his wordsKilling me softly, softly, softly with his song