Em	Am
	Strumming my pain with his	fingers

	D7	G
	Singing my life with his	words

	Em	A
	Killing me softly with	his song

	D	C
Killing me	softly with	his song

	G	C
Telling my	whole life with	his words

	Am7 Am7	E	E
Killing me	softly with his	song

	Am7	D	G	C
	I heard he	sang a good song,	I heard he	had a style

	Am7	D	Em	Em
	And so I	came to see him and	listen for a	while

	Am7	D7	G	B7
	And there he	was this young boy,	a stranger	to my eyes

	Am7	D	G	C
	I felt all	flushed with fever,	embarrassed	by the crowd

	Am7	D	Em	Em
	I felt he	found my letters, and	read each one out	loud

	Am7	D7	G	B7
	I prayed that	he would finish,	but he just	kept right on

	Am7	D	G	C
	He sang as	if he knew me,	in all my	dark despair

	Am7	D	Em	Em
	And then he	looked right through me,	as if I wasn't	there

	Am7	D7	G	B7
	And he just	kept on singing,	singing	clear and strong