[00:11.90]I heard he sang a good song
[00:16.21]I heard he had a style
[00:21.00]And so I came to see him and listen for a while
[00:30.52]And there he was this young boy
[00:35.60]A stranger to my eyes
[00:39.66]Strumming my pain with his fingers
[00:44.90]Singing my life with his words
[00:49.16]Killing me softly with his song
[00:52.85]killing me softly with his song
[00:57.85]Telling my whole life with his words
[01:02.56]Killing me softly with his song
[01:14.21]I felt all flushed with fever
[01:19.21]Embarrassed by the crowd
[01:23.62]I felt he found my letters and read each word out loud
[01:33.31]I prayed that he would finish
[01:38.58]But he just kept right on
[01:42.31]Strumming my pain with his fingers
[01:47.10]Singing my life with his words
[01:52.17]Killing me softly with his song
[01:55.57]killing me softly with his song
[02:00.29]Telling my whole life with his words
[02:05.25]Killing me softly with his song
[02:35.44]He said as if he knew me
[02:40.34]In all my god's spaer
[02:44.90]And he just kept on singing
[03:00.14]Singing clear and strong
[03:03.11]Strumming my pain with his fingers
[03:07.81]Singing my life with his words
[03:12.67]Killing me softly with his song
[03:16.70]killing me softly with his song
[03:20.96]Telling my whole life with his words
[03:25.56]Killing me softly with his song