Killing me softly with this song, killing me softly with this songTelling my whole life with his words, killing me softly with this songI heard he had a good song, I heard he had a styleAnd so I came to see him to listen for a whileAnd there he was, this young boyKilling me softly with this song, killing me softly with this songA stranger to my eyesStrumming my pain with his fingersSinging my life with his wordsKilling me softly with this song, killing me softly with this songTelling my whole life with his words, killing me softly with this songTelling my whole life with his words, killing me softly with this songI felt all flushed with feverEmbarrassed by the factI felt he found my lettersAnd read each one out loudI prayed that he would finishBut he just kept writingStrumming my pain with his words, killing me softly with this songI heard he had a good songAnd there he was, this young boyKilling me softly with his words, killing me softly with this songKilling me softly with his words, killing me softly with this songTelling my whole life with his words, killing me softly with this songHe sang as if he knew meIn all my darkest fearsAnd then he looked right through meAs if I wasn't thereAnd he just kept on singingSinging clear and strongStrong in my faithSingingSinging my life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songKilling me softly with his songTelling my whole lifeHis words killing me softlyWith his songKilling me with his songKilling me with his songKilling me with his songLa la laLa la laOooooDeanLa, la, laLa, la, laHe was coming my wayYeah, he was singing in my lifeKilling me softly with this songKilling me softlyWith this song telling my whole lifeThis world's killing me softlyWith this songWith this song