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