ROBERTA FLACK. --------------------------------------------. Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words. Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song
. . Oh, Roberta, the night goes slowly. I know you're workin' but you must get lonely too;. It's tough for me, ah, it's tough for you. . And I'm in a bad way and wanna make love to you, ooh, ooh
You said you'd get yourself a real good job. You said you had connections in a high place. Time has passed and I aint seen a dollar yet. I buy our food and pay our rent. But thats about to stop
. så kom du. Eureka. hvor i huleste kom du fra. av og til glemmer jeg. detta store. andre ganger må jeg. blunke for å tro det. åssen går det ann å. være så klok. når du ikke har vært gjennom. en eneste
