上次看到有人怕走调不敢唱,上首乱唱的给她们打气。如果走调了,是原作曲写的不完美,限制了我们潜力的发挥
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
And so I came to see him, to listen for a while
And there he was, this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
Singing my life with his words (two times, two times)
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I felt he'd found my letters and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish, but he just kept right on