I heard he sang a good song (Texts of songs ), 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,
(one time, one time)
Singing my life with his words,
(two time, two time)
Killing me softly with his song (Texts of songs ),
Killing me softly with his song (Texts of songs ),
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song (Texts of songs )
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,
(one time, one time)
Singing my life with his words,
(two time, two time)
Killing me softly with his song (Texts of songs ),
Killing me softly with his song (Texts of songs ),
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song (Texts of songs )