Killing Me Softly With His Song歌词

I heard he sang a good song,
I heard he had a style,
And so I came to see him to listen for a while.
And there he was this young boy,
A stranger to my eyes,
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his songs,
Killing me softly with his songs,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song.