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 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 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 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


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

Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song


Telling my whole life with his words, killing me




He was strumming my pain, yeah, he was 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

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