Kiling Me Softly
I heard he sang a good song
- I heard he sang a good song
- I heard he had a style
- And so I came to see him and listen for a while
- And there he was this young boy
- Stranger to my eyes
- Strumming my pain with his fingers
- Singing my life with his words
- Killing me softly with his song
- Killing me softly with his song
- Telling my whole life with his words
- Killing me softly with his song
- I felt all flushed with fever
- Embarrassed by the crowd
- I felt he found my letters and read
- Each one out loud
- I prayed that he would finish
- But he just kept right on strumming
- My pain with his fingers
- Singing my life with his words
- Killing me softly with his song
- Killing me softly with his song
- Telling my whole life with his words
- Killing me softly with his song
- He sang as if
- In no me
- In all my darkness air
- And vanilla part to me
- Day by was and they are
- But he was that a strangers
- Singing player and strumm
- Strumming my pain with his fingers
- Singing my life with his words
- Killing me softly with his song
- Killing me softly with his song
- Telling my whole life with his words
- Killing me softly with his song
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