And he just kept on singing, singing clear and strong
Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life with his words
He was strumming my pain, yeah, he was singing my life
Telling my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song
Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life with his words
Telling my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song
He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair
Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song
Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life with his words
And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there
I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd
I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud
And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
And so I came to see him to listen for a while
Telling my whole life with his words, killing me
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song
