Roberta Flack

Killing Me Softly

Chorus
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 life
With his words
Killing me softly
With his song

I heard he sang a good song
I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him
To listen for awhile
And there he was this young boy
A stranger to my eyes

Chorus
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 life
With his words
Killing me softly
With his song

I felt all flushed with fever
Embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters
And read each out loud
I prayed that he would finish
But he just kept right on

Chorus
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 life
With his words
Killing me softly
With his song

He sang as if he knew me
In all my dark despair
And then he looked right through me
As if I wasn't there
And he just kept on singing
Singing clear and strong

Chorus
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 life
With his words
Killing me softly
With his song

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh. oh oh. oh oh
La la la, la la la
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
La ah ah,. ah ah...
La, ah ah, ah ah, ah ah

Chorus
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 life
With his words
Killing me softly

Chorus
He was 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 life
With his words
Killing me softly
With his song


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