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I
heard she sang a good song, I heard she had a
style.
And so I came to see her and listen for
a while.
And there she was this young girl, a
stranger to my eyes.

Strumming my pain
with her fingers,
singing my life with her
words,
killing me softly with her
song,
killing me softly with her
song,
telling my whole life with her
words,
killing me softly with her
song

I felt all flushed with fever,
embarrassed by the crowd,
I felt she found my
letters and read each one out loud.
I prayed
that she would finish but she just kept right
on.

Strumming my pain with her
fingers,
singing my life with her
words,
killing me softly with her
song,
killing me softly with her
song,
telling my whole life with her
words,
killing me softly with her
song


She sang as if he knew me in all
my dark despair
and then she looked right
through me as if I wasn't there.
But she just
came to singing, singing clear and
strong.


Strumming my pain with her
fingers,
singing my life with her
words,
killing me softly with her
song,
killing me softly with her
song,
telling my whole life with her
words,
killing me softly with her song

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