Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my with his words Killing me softly with his song, killing me with his song my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song
I heard he sang a song, I heard he had a style And so I came to see him to for a while And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my
Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life his words Killing me softly with his song, killing me with his song Telling my life with his words, killing me softly with his song
I all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd I felt he my letters and read each one out loud I prayed that he would but he just kept right on
Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my with his words me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words, me softly with his song
He sang as if he me in all my dark despair And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't And he just on singing, singing clear and strong
Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life his words Killing me softly with his song, me softly with his song Telling my whole with his words, killing me softly with his song
Strumming my pain with his fingers, my life with his words Killing me softly his song, killing me softly with his song my whole life with his words, killing me
He was strumming my pain, yeah, he was my life Killing me softly with his song, killing me with his song Telling my whole with his words, killing me softly with his song