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

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