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
Strumming my pain with her fingers
Singing my life with her words
Killing me softy 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 prayеd that she would finish
But she just kept right on
Strumming my pain with hеr fingers
Singing my life with her words
Killing me softy with her song
Killing me softly
With her song
Telling my whole life
With her words
Killing me softly
With her 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
Strumming my pain with her fingers
Singing my life with her words
Killing me softy 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 prayеd that she would finish
But she just kept right on
Strumming my pain with hеr fingers
Singing my life with her words
Killing me softy 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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