Strumming my pain his fingers, singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly his song Telling my whole life with his words, 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 for a while And there he was young boy, a stranger to my eyes
Strumming my pain his fingers, singing my life with his words me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his
I all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd I felt he found my letters and read one out loud I prayed that he would finish but he just right on
Strumming my with his fingers, singing my life with his words Killing me with his song, killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words, killing me with his song
He sang as if he knew me in all my 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 his fingers, singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his Telling my whole with his words, killing me softly with his song
Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life with his Killing me softly with his song, killing me with his song Telling my whole with his words, killing me
He was strumming my pain, yeah, he was singing my me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life his words, killing me softly with his song