killing me softly

Stromin my pain with his fingers

singin my life with his words

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 a style

and so i came to see him and listen for a while

and there he was this young boy

stranger to my eyes

stroming my pain with his fingers

singing my life with his words

killing me softly

telling my whole life with his song

killing me softly with his song

i felt all flushed with fever

embrrased by the crowd

i felt he found my letters and read each one out loud

i pray he would finish

but he just kept right on