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 Struming 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 prayed that she would finish But she just kept right on Struming 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 his words Killing me softly with her song She sang as if she knew me In all my darkness despair And then she looked right through me As if i wasn't there And she kept on singing Singing clear and strong Struming 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
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