There Was A Girl \ Killing Me Softly With His Song
There was a girl, a very prety girl Oh but she was lonely, lonely I can see her now I can hear her cry 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
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
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, this stranger, singing clear and loud
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