Wednesday, April 05, 2006

to wai wai

killing me softly with his song. roberta flack.
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style, And so I came to see him and listen for a while.And there he was this young boy, stranger to my eyes, 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. 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 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.

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music moves me.

1 comment:

Bent Yellow Boy said...

Hi Marge!

My parents and I are flying in to Hong Kong on April 17th. We're planning on staying in HK for at least a few days, while we try and book a tour package to Shanghai. We're staying at the YMCA International House near Mong Kok on the 17th and 18th.

Anyway, if you're free, I'd love to meet up and have a night on the town! I'll be checking my email (soloman.lam at gmail.com).

Hope you're doing well,

Soloman