0s | Strumming my pain with his fingers |
4s | Singing my life with his words |
9s | Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song |
17s | Telling my whole life with his words |
21s | Killing me softly with his song |
48s | I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style |
56s | And so I came to see him, to listen for a while |
64s | And there he was, this young boy, a stranger to my eyes |
71s | Strumming my pain with his fingers |
75s | Singing my life with his words |
79s | Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song |
86s | Telling my whole life with his words |
90s | Killing me softly with his song |
100s | I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd |
108s | I felt he'd found my letters and read each one out loud |
115s | I prayed that he would finish, but he just kept right on |
123s | Strumming my pain with his fingers |
127s | Singing my life with his words |
131s | Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song |
138s | Telling my whole life with his words |
142s | Killing me softly with his song |
151s | He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair |
159s | And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there |
166s | And he just kept on singing, singing clear and strong |
174s | Strumming my pain with his fingers |
178s | Singing my life with his words |
182s | Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song |
189s | Telling my whole life with his words |
193s | Killing me softly, with his song |
229s | Strumming my pain with his fingers |
232s | Singing my life with his words |
236s | Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song |
243s | Telling my whole life with his words |
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263s | Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song |
270s | Telling my whole life with his words |
274s | Killing me softly with his song |