Killing Me Softly With His Song

[00:06.42] I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
[00:27.04] And so I came to see him to listen for a while
[00:42.86] And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
[00:56.77] Strumming my pain with his fingers
[01:03.99] Singing my life with his words
[01:10.59] Killing me softly with his song
[01:14.92] Killing me softly with his song
[01:21.12] Telling my whole life with his words
[01:27.88] Killing me softly with his song
[01:39.68] I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd
[01:53.00] I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud
[02:04.20] I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on
[02:19.66] Strumming my pain with his fingers
[02:24.64] Singing my life with his words
[02:30.76] Killing me softly with his song
[02:37.02] Killing me softly with his song
[02:43.45] Telling my whole life with his words
[02:51.35] Killing me softly with his song
[02:58.18] He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair
[03:10.37] And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there
[03:19.86] But he just came to singing, singing clear and strong
[03:35.57] Strumming my pain with his fingers
[03:40.16] Singing my life with his words
[03:45.62] Killing me softly with his song
[03:53.81] Killing me softly with his song
[03:59.15] Telling my whole life with his words
[04:05.14] Killing me softly with his song
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