Kimberly Caldwell
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 Life With His Words
Killing Me Softly With His Song
I Heard He Sang a Good Song
I Heard He Had a Style
And So I Came to See Him to Listen For Awhile
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 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 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 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
And He Just Kept On 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 Life With His Words
Killing Me Softly With His Song
Kimberly Caldwell
Tocando mi dolor con sus dedos
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Contando mi vida con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Escuché que cantaba una buena canción
Escuché que tenía estilo
Y así vine a verlo para escuchar un rato
Y allí estaba este joven, un extraño para mis ojos
Tocando mi dolor con sus dedos
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Contando mi vida con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Me sentí ruborizada de fiebre
Avergonzada por la multitud
Sentí que encontró mis cartas y las leyó en voz alta
Rogaba que terminara pero él seguía adelante
Tocando mi dolor con sus dedos
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Contando mi vida con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Cantaba como si me conociera
En toda mi oscura desesperación
Y luego me miró como si no estuviera allí
Y él seguía cantando
Cantando claro y fuerte
Tocando mi dolor con sus dedos
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Contando mi vida con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción