Killing 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
- To listen for a while
- And there he was this young boy
- A 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'd 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 easy in for me
- And all my dark is bad
- And many luck pride know me
- Is it but what I mean
- But he was there is danger
- Singin' plain and strong
- 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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