Song Lyrics
I felt he found my letters and read, with his song, 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
telling my whole life with his words
i felt all flushed with fever
Strumming my pain with his fingers, killing me softly with his song Me, strumming my pain with his fingers
Telling my whole life with his words, but he just came to singing
strumming my pain with his fingers
singing my life with his words
And there he was this young boy, i felt he found my letters and read
I heard he had a style, killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song
I heard he sang a good song, killing me softly with his song
And so i came to see him to listen, strumming my pain with his fingers Bassey, i prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on
Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song, embarrassed by the crowd
strumming my pain with his fingers
But he just came to singing, killing me softly with his song
Embarrassed by the crowd, killing me softly with his song, with his song
Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life with his words Me, killing me softly with his song
killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song
I heard he sang a good song, i heard he had a style
he was strumming my pain
Singing my life with his words, he sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair, singing my life with his words
Strumming my pain with his fingers, killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song, telling my whole life with his words, he was singing my song
Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song
and so i came to see him to listen
Singing my life with his words, singing my life with his words
Clear and strong, and there he was this young boy Softly, i prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on
But he just came to singing, and so i came to see him to listen
embarrassed by the crowd
Singing my life with his words, and there he was this young boy, killing me softly with his song