~KILLING ME SOFTLY~





by Toni Braxton



Killing Me Softly


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 with his song ...


I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the
crowd,
I felt he found my letters and read each one out
loud.
I prayed that he would finish but he just kept
right on ...


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 ...


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 just came to singing, singing clear and
strong.


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 ...


He was strumming, oh, he was singing my song.
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 ...
With his song ...


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