[00:15.47]Strumming my pain with his fingers,
[00:19.32]Singing my life with his words,
[00:23.13]Killing me softly with his song,
[00:26.12]killing me softly with his song,
[00:30.12]Telling my whole life with his words,
[00:33.96]Killing me softly with his song.
[00:43.41]I heard he sang a good song,
[00:47.21]I heard he had a style,
[00:51.02]And so I came to see him to listen for a while.
[00:58.52]And there he was this young boy,
[01:02.63]a stranger to my eyes,
[01:05.61]Strumming my pain with his fingers,
[01:09.34]Singing my life with his words,
[01:13.23]Killing me softly with his song,
[01:16.23]Killing me softly with his song,
[01:20.21]Telling my whole life with his words,
[01:24.01]Killing me softly with his song.
[01:33.41]I felt all flushed with fever,
[01:37.25]Embarrassed by the crowd,
[01:41.04]I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud.
[01:48.83]I prayed that he would finish,
[01:52.47]But he just kept right on strumming my pain with his fingers,
[01:59.59]Singing my life with his words,
[02:03.43]Killing me softly with his song,
[02:06.42]Killing me softly with his song,
[02:10.42]Telling my whole life with his words,
[02:14.19]Killing me softly with his song
[02:22.61]
[02:46.02]Strumming my pain with his fingers,
[02:50.21]Singing my life with his words,
[02:53.58]Killing me softly with his song,
[02:56.46]Killing me softly with his song,
[03:00.54]Telling my whole life with his words,