KILLING ME SOFTLY

                                                      
I HEARD HE SANG A GOOD SONG   I HEARD HE HAD A STYLE
             
AND SO I CAME TO SEE HIM  TO LISTEN FOR A WHILE
                                                             
AND THERE HE WAS THIS YOUNG BOY  A STRANGER TO MY EYES

      
**  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 WHOLE LIFE WITH HIS WORDS
                         
KILLING ME SOFTLY WITH HIS SONG
 

I FELT ALL FLUSHED WITH FEVER EMBARRASSED BY THE CROWD

I FELT HE’D FOUND MY LETTERS AND READ EACH ONE OUT LOUD

I PRAYED THAT HE WOULD FINISH BUT HE JUST KEPT RIGHT ON
 

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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

BUT HE WAS THERE THIS STRANGER SINGING CLEAR AND STRONG

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