I heard she sang a good song I heard she had a style And so I came to see her To listen for a while
And there she was this young girl A stranger to my eyes
Strummin' my pain with her fingers Singin' 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 aloud
I prayed that she would finish But she just kept right on
Strummin' my pain with her fingers Singin' 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 my dark despair And then she looked right through me As if I wasn't there
But she was there, this stranger Singing clear and strong
Strummin' my pain with her fingers Singin' 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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