Strumming my pain with his fingers, my life with his words Killing me softly his song, killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words, killing me 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 young boy, a stranger to my eyes
Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my with his words Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly his song Telling my whole with his words, killing me softly with his song
I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the I felt he found my letters and read each one out I that he would finish but he just kept right on
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
He as if he knew me in all my dark despair And he looked right through me as if I wasn't there And he just on singing, singing clear and strong
Strumming my with his fingers, singing my life with 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
Strumming my with 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
He was strumming my pain, yeah, he was my life me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his