[00:00.00]Killing Me Softly With His Song - Anne Murray
[00:19.61]I heard he sang a good song
[00:24.39]I heard he had a style
[00:28.71]And so I came to see him
[00:32.59]To listen for a while
[00:37.95]And there he was this young boy
[00:42.85]A stranger to my eyes
[00:46.70]Strumming my pain with his fingers
[00:50.99]Singing my life with his words
[00:55.66]Killing me softly with his song
[00:59.12]Killing me softly with his song
[01:03.67]Telling my whole life with his words
[01:08.37]Killing me softly with his song
[01:19.09]I felt all flushed with fever
[01:23.87]Embarassed by the crowd
[01:28.19]I felt he found my letters
[01:32.13]And read each one out loud
[01:37.36]I prayed that he would finish
[01:42.01]But he just kept right on
[01:45.85]Strumming my pain with his fingers
[01:50.29]Singing my life with his words
[01:54.94]Killing me softly with his song
[01:58.42]Killing me softly with his song
[02:02.90]Telling my whole life with his words
[02:07.49]Killing me softly
[02:13.66]He sang as if he knew me
[02:18.38]In all my dark despair
[02:22.55]And then he looked right through me
[02:26.00]As if I wasn't there
[02:31.33]But he was there a stranger
[02:36.26]Singing clear and loud
[02:39.55]Strumming my pain with his fingers
[02:43.95]Singing my life with his words
[02:48.11]Killing me softly with his song
[02:51.89]Killing me softly with his song
[02:56.28]Telling my whole life with his words
[03:00.54]Killing me softly with his song