Killing Me Softy With His Song [The Four Perfermance] Video (MV)

I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him, and 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

Killing me, killing me, killing me, killing me softly, oh whoa, whoa
La-la-la-la-la-la-la oh whoa la-dee-dee-dee oh, whoa whoa
La-la-la-la-la-la uh, uh with his song

Strumming my pain with his fingers
He was 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