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 listen for a while
And there he was this young boy
a stranger to my eyes 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 felt all flushed
with fever in there is
vital crowd I felt he found
my letters and read each one
out loud Afraid that he would
finish but he just kept
right on 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 He sand as if
he knew me in all my dark despair
And then he looked right through me
as if I wasn't there And he just kept on
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 Oo
La la Oo na ah
Ah 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
He was strumming my pain yeah he was
singing my life 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
