Killing Me Softly

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 And 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 Is killing me softly with his song Is telling my whole life with his words Is killing me softly with his song Ooh... lalalala-lala-la-lala Lalalala-lalalala Doorooroo-dadada-lalalala Oh... lalalala Doo-doo-dadada-lalalala Oh... lalalala Killing me softly with his song Strumming my pain, woah... oh... He was singing my life, yeah... Killing me softly with his song Is killing me softly with his song Is telling my whole life with his words Is killing me softly with his song