Killing Me Softly With His Song Lyrics
| Song | Killing Me Softly With His Song |
| Artist | Engelbert Humperdinck |
| Album | My Love |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Strumming my pain with his fingers | |
| singing my life with his words | |
| killing me softly with his song | |
| killing me softly with his song | |
| telling my whole 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 for a while | |
| And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes | |
| I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd | |
| I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud | |
| I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on | |
| He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair | |
| and then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there | |
| But he just came to singing, singing clear and strong |
| Strumming my pain with his fingers | |
| singing my life with his words | |
| killing me softly with his song | |
| killing me softly with his song | |
| telling my whole 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 for a while | |
| And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes | |
| I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd | |
| I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud | |
| I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on | |
| He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair | |
| and then he looked right through me as if I wasn' t there | |
| But he just came to singing, singing clear and strong |
| Strumming my pain with his fingers | |
| singing my life with his words | |
| killing me softly with his song | |
| killing me softly with his song | |
| telling my whole 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 for a while | |
| And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes | |
| I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd | |
| I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud | |
| I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on | |
| He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair | |
| and then he looked right through me as if I wasn' t there | |
| But he just came to singing, singing clear and strong |
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