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