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Sir Winston Churchill
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Killing Me Softly
Struming 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 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
Struming 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
Struming 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 darkness fair
and then he looked right through me
as if i wasn't there
and he just kept on singing
singing clear and strong
Struming 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
ohhhhhhhhhhh oohhhhhhh...lalalal..ohhhh lalaaaaaaa
Struming 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)
he was strumming my pain
yeah he was seeing 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
Thanks to erviana for the correction