^EmiStrumming my pain with his ^Amifingers ^D7singing my life with his ^Gwords ^Emikilling me softly with ^Ahis song killing me ^Dsoftly with ^Chis song telling my ^Gwhole life with his ^Cwords. Killing me soft^Esus4ly with his ^Esong. ^Ami7I heard he ^Dsang a good song ^GI heard he ^Chad a style ^Ami7and so I ^Dcame to see him and ^Emilisten for a while. ^AmiAnd there he ^D7was this young boy ^Ga stranger ^H7to my eyes. (Chorus) I felt all flushed with fever embarrassed by the crowd. I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud. I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on. (Chorus) He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair. And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there. And he just kept on singing singing clear and strong. (Chorus)