Текст песни American Idol - Kimberly CaldwellKilling Me Softly With
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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 songI felt all flushed with feverEmbarrassed by the crowdI felt he found my letters and read each out loudI prayed that he would finish but he just kept right onStrumming 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 songHe sang as if he knew meIn all my dark despairAnd then he looked right through me as if I wasnt thereAnd he just kept on singingSinging clear and strongStrumming 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