Chenoa
Killing Me Softly

I heard he sang a good song,
I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him,
and 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 found my letters,
and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish,
but he just kept right on

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

ohh oh oh oh... ohhhhhhhhhh
aahhh la la ah ah ah ah.....
la la la la la la ohhhhh la la ah
oh oh oh laaaaaa ahhhhhhhhhh

ohhhh ohhh oh oh oh oh

Strumming my pain with his fingers, yes he was.
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


Mirror lyrics:

Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Singing my life with his words
Strumming my pain with his fingers, yes he was.

ohhhh ohhh oh oh oh oh

oh oh oh laaaaaa ahhhhhhhhhh
la la la la la la ohhhhh la la ah
aahhh la la ah ah ah ah.....
ohh oh oh oh... ohhhhhhhhhh

Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Singing my life with his words
Strumming my pain with his fingers

but he just kept right on
I prayed that he would finish,
and read each one out loud
I felt he found my letters,
embarrassed by the crowd
I felt all flushed with fever,

Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Singing my life with his words
Strumming my pain with his fingers

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


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