Killing Me Softly

Strumming my pain with his fingers

Singing my life with his words

Killing me softly with his song

Telling my whole life with his words

Killing me softly with his song

Killing me softly with his song

With his song, with his song

I heard he sang a good song

I heard he had a style

So I came to see him

To listen for a while

And there was this young boy

A stranger to my eye

There was this young boy

Strumming my pain with his fingers

Singing my life with his words

Killing me softly with his song

Telling my whole life with his words

Killing me softly with his song

With his song, with his song

With his song

He sang as if he knew me

In all my dark despair

And then he looked right through me

As if I wasn't there

And he just kept on singing

Clear and strong

And he just kept on singing

Clear and strong

And he just kept on singing

Clear and strong

And he just kept on singing

Clear and strong

And he just kept on singing

Clear and strong

And he just kept on singing

Clear and strong

And he just kept on singing

Clear and strong

And he just kept on singing

Clear and strong

And he just kept on singing

Clear and strong

And he just kept on singing

Clear and strong

And he just kept on singing

Clear and strong