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 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 found my letters
 And read each one out lound
 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
 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
 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
  
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
 Strumming my pain
 with his fingers
 Singing my life
 with his words
 Killing me softly
 with his song
 Killing me softly
 with his song
 Killing me softly
 with his song...[start]../song/8/8003.MID[stop]