Killing Me Softly with Her Song
Strumming my pain with her fingers,
Singing my life with her words,
Killing me softly with her song,
Killing me softly with her song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with her song ...
I heard she sang a good song, I heard she had a style.
And so I came to see her to listen for a while.
And there she was this young girl, a stranger to my eyes.
Strumming my pain with her fingers,
Singing my life with her words,
Killing me softly with her song,
Killing me softly with her song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with her song ...
I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd,
I felt she found my letters and read each one out loud.
I prayed that she would finish but she just kept right on ...
Strumming my pain with her fingers,
Singing my life with her words,
Killing me softly with her song,
Killing me softly with her song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with her song ...
She 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 she just kept on singing, singing clear and strong.
Strumming my pain with her fingers,
Singing my life with her words,
Killing me softly with her song,
Killing me softly with her song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with her song ...
Strumming my pain with her fingers,
Singing my life with her words,
Killing me softly with her song,
Killing me softly with her song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with her song ...
She was strumming my pain, yeah, he was singing my life.
Killing me softly with her song,
Killing me softly with her song,
Telling my whole life with her words,
Killing me softly with her song ...
With her song ...
Singing my life with her words,
Killing me softly with her song,
Killing me softly with her song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with her song ...
I heard she sang a good song, I heard she had a style.
And so I came to see her to listen for a while.
And there she was this young girl, a stranger to my eyes.
Strumming my pain with her fingers,
Singing my life with her words,
Killing me softly with her song,
Killing me softly with her song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with her song ...
I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd,
I felt she found my letters and read each one out loud.
I prayed that she would finish but she just kept right on ...
Strumming my pain with her fingers,
Singing my life with her words,
Killing me softly with her song,
Killing me softly with her song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with her song ...
She 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 she just kept on singing, singing clear and strong.
Strumming my pain with her fingers,
Singing my life with her words,
Killing me softly with her song,
Killing me softly with her song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with her song ...
Strumming my pain with her fingers,
Singing my life with her words,
Killing me softly with her song,
Killing me softly with her song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with her song ...
She was strumming my pain, yeah, he was singing my life.
Killing me softly with her song,
Killing me softly with her song,
Telling my whole life with her words,
Killing me softly with her song ...
With her song ...
Credits
Writer(s): Norman Gimbel, Charles Fox
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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