ing Me Softly - 方滢 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 m

Killing Me Softly - 方滢 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 word 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 Oh，oh Strumming my pain Yeah，he was singing my life 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