There was a girl a very pretty girl oh but she was lonely lonely here I can see her now I can hear her breathe now I can feel her reaching out Wishing there was someone by her side
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
Struming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words killing me softy with his song killing me softly with his song telling my whole life with his words killing me softly with his song
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 was there stranger He was singing clear and strong
Struming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words killing me softy with his song killing me softly with his song telling my whole life with his words killing me softly with his song