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 softly with his song
I he sang a good song, I heard he had a style And so I came to see him to for a while And he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life his words Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly his song Telling my whole life his words, killing me softly with his song
I felt all flushed with fever, by the crowd I felt he found my letters and read one out loud I prayed that he would finish but he just kept on
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 life his words, killing me softly with his song
He as if he knew 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 and strong
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 softly his song
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 with his words, killing me
He was my pain, yeah, he was singing my life Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly his song Telling my whole with his words, killing me softly with his song