Killing Me Softly With His Song

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...
Strumming my pain
with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Strumming my pain
with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
I heard he sang a good song
I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him
to listen for awhile
And there he was this young man
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 found my letters
and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish
But he just kept right on...
Strumming my pain ...
Singing my life
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 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,
Singing clear and strong...
Strumming my pain
with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Strumming my pain
with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Strumming my pain

Strumming my pain

Strumming my pain