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 Oh, 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 she knew me In all the God despair And then she looked right through me As if I wasn't there And she just kept on 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
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 songTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
