Killing Me Softly

Ska snart dra till Moa och passa henne nu, det ska bli skoj tycker jag :) Annars har jag inte gjort så värst mycket idag, har bara tagit det lugnt som hennes fader tyckte jag skulle behöva innan kvällen, jag undrar varför ;) Har egentligen inte så mycket att skriva här idag faktiskt, eller har väl aldrig det egentligen, men jag får väl uppdatera här lite ibland ändå, för läsarnas skull menar jag (a)

Imorgon skulle jag egentligen åkt till Maddus, första gången på hela sommarlovet, men istället blir det bussresa till en heldag i göteborg, hade sett fram emot Kristinehamn men gratis dag på Liseberg kan man inte säga nej till, får jag komma nästa vecka till dig Maddus? (a)

Nu ska jag kolla på sista halvtimmen av filmen "Om en pojke" och sedan ska jag börja promenera bort till Moas place. Får se vad som hittas på för att underhålla henne, man vill ju inte vara en dålig barnvakt, jag vill vara bäst (H) Kanske skriver mer ikväll, eller om en dag eller två (A)

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 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 x3