Текст песни American Idol - Killing Me Softly With His SongKimberly
American Idol - Killing Me Softly With His SongKimberly слова песни
Strumming my pain with his fingersSinging my life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songKilling me softly with his songTelling my life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songI heard he sang a good songI heard he had a styleAnd so I came to see him to listen for awhileAnd there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyesStrumming my pain with his fingersSinging my life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songKilling me softly with his songTelling my life with his wordsKilling me softly with his song I felt all flushed with fever Embarrassed by the crowdI felt he found my letters and read each out loudI prayed that he would finish But he just kept right on Strumming my pain with his fingersSinging my life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songKilling me softly with his songTelling my life with his wordsKilling me softly with his song He sang as if he knew me In all my dark despairAnd then he looked right through me as if I wasn`t thereAnd he just kept on singingSinging clear and strong Strumming my pain with his fingersSinging my life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songKilling me softly with his songTelling my life with his wordsKilling me softly with his song