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