S trumming my pain with his f ingers
S inging my life with his w ords
K illing me softly with his s ong
Killing me sof tly with his s ong
Telling my whol e life with his words
Killing me s oftly with his s ong
I heard he s ang a good song
I heard he h ad a style
A nd so I c ame to see him
A nd listen for a while
A nd there he w as this young boy
A stranger t o my eyes
S trumming my pain with his f ingers
S inging my life with his w ords
K illing me softly with his s ong
Killing me sof tly with his s ong
Telling my whol e life with his words
Killing me s oftly with his s ong
I felt all flus hed with fever
E mbarrassed by the crowd
I felt he fou nd my letters
And r ead each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish
B ut he just k ept right on
S trumming my pain with his f ingers
S inging my life with his w ords
K illing me softly with his s ong
Killing me sof tly with his s ong
Telling my whol e life with his words
Killing me s oftly with his s ong
S trumming my pain with his f ingers
S inging my life with his w ords
K illing me softly with his s ong
Killing me sof tly with his s ong
Telling my whol e life with his words
Killing me s oftly with his s ong
S trumming my pain with his f ingers
S inging my life with his w ords
K illing me softly with his s ong
Killing me sof tly with his s ong
Telling my whol e life with his words
Killing me s oftly with his s ong
