Strumming my pain with his fingers.

playing every sorrow filled note to a T.

Singing my life with his words…

my life is so complicated, but he spoke up my problems with ease.

Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly…

but I am prepared to die and be born again with him.

With his song, telling my whole life, With his words.

he made me comfortable enough to confide in him… Like we were living underneath the same skin…

Killing me softly with his song.

he was the most charming being I ever known, I just love him for him.