Stromin' my pain with his fingers
Singin' my life with his words
Killing me softly with this song
Killing me softly with this 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 listened for a while
And there he was
This young one
Stranger to my eyes
Stromin' my pain with his fingers
Singin' my life with his words
Killing me softly with this song
Killing me softly with this 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
Stromin' my pain with his fingers
Singin' my life with his words
Killing me softly with this song
Killing me softly with this song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
La la la la la la
Whoa oh oh la la la
Whoa oh oh la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la
Stromin' my pain with his fingers
Yes he was singin'
Singin' my life with his words
Killing me softly with this song
Killing me softly with this song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Stromin' my pain
Singin' my life with his words
Killing me softly with this song
Killing me softly with this song
Telling my whole life with his words
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