Killing Me Softly (Roberta Flack) |
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Suddenly moved by a stranger and beautifully expressed.
Watch the karaoke version here.
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Strumming my pain with his fingers, Killing me softly with his song ... Killing me softly with his song, Singing my life with his words, Telling my whole life with his words, Killing me softly with his song, |
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to listen for a while. And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes. And so I came to see him I heard he had a style. I heard he sang a good song, |
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Singing my life with his words, Killing me softly with his song ... Killing me softly with his song, Killing me softly with his song, Telling my whole life with his words, Strumming my pain with his fingers, |
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embarrassed by the crowd, but he just kept right on ... I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud. I prayed that he would finish I felt all flushed with fever, |
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Killing me softly with his song, Killing me softly with his song, Singing my life with his words, Strumming my pain with his fingers, Killing me softly with his song ... Telling my whole life with his words, |
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And then he looked right through me singing clear and strong. He sang as if he knew me And he just kept on singing, as if I wasn't there. in all my dark despair. |
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Telling my whole life with his words, Singing my life with his words, Killing me softly with his song ... Killing me softly with his song, Killing me softly with his song, Strumming my pain with his fingers, |
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Strumming my pain with his fingers, Telling my whole life with his words, Killing me softly with his song, Killing me softly with his song, Killing me ... Singing my life with his words, |
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Killing me softly with his song ... He was strumming, yeah, he was singing my life. Killing me softly with his song, Telling my whole life with his words, Killing me softly with his song, |
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