[00:00.41]Killing Me Softly with His Song - The Brothers Four
[00:10.54]I heard he sang a good song
[00:15.47]I heard he had a style
[00:19.74]And so I came to see him and listen for a while
[00:28.68]And there he was this young boy stranger to my eyes
[00:37.23]Strumming my pain with his fingers
[00:41.62]Singing my life with his words
[00:46.27]Killing me softly with his song
[00:49.76]Killing me softly with his song
[00:54.31]Telling my whole life with his words
[00:58.80]Killing me softly with his song
[01:10.51]I felt all flushed with fever embarrassed by the crowd
[01:19.44]I felt he'd found my letters and read each one out loud
[01:28.19]I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on
[01:41.74]He sang as if he knew me in all my darkest pair
[01:51.10]And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there
[01:59.83]But he was there this stranger singing clear and strong
[02:07.78]Strumming my pain with his fingers
[02:12.39]Singing my life with his words
[02:16.93]Killing me softly with his song
[02:20.39]Killing me softly with his song
[02:25.03]Telling my whole life with his words
[02:29.48]Killing me softly with his song
[02:39.54]Strumming my pain
[02:43.18]Oh he was
[02:43.85]Singing my life
[03:05.83]With his song