Killing Me Softly – Roberta Flack

This is an old song, but extremely beautiful and the message of the song is very powerful. A song of powerful human connection!

Killing Me Softly – Roberta Flack

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…

ooooo….

I heard he sang a good song
I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him and listen for awhile
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 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 pray 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…

He sang as if he knew me
In all my dark despair
And then he looked right through me as if I was not there
And he just kept on singing,
Singing clear and strong…

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…

oooooo….la la la la la la…..ooooooooooo…la la laaaaa.la la la laaaaa

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…

He was strumming my pain
Yeah he was singing my life
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…

Feel It In My Bones- Tiësto feat. Tegan And Sara

Feel It In My Bones- Tiësto feat. Tegan And Sara

Blow by blow.
I didn’t see it coming.
Blow by blow.
Sucker punch.

Rushes in.
Here to stay.
Rushes in.
You are here to stay.

What rushes in to my heart and my skull,
I can’t control. Think about it, feel it in my bones.
What rushes in to my heart and my skull,
I can’t control.

I feel you in my bones.
(Feel… you… in… my… bones…)
You’re knocking at my window.
(I feel you in my bones…)
You’re slow to letting me go.
I know this feeling oh so,
this feeling in my bones.

Left hook.
I didn’t see it coming.
Left hook.
You’ve got dead aim.

Rushes out.
Run away.
Rushes out.
You always run away.

What rushes in to my heart and my skull,
I can’t control. Think about it, feel it in my bones.
What rushes in to my heart and my skull,
I can’t control.

I feel you in my bones.
(Feel… you… in… my… bones…)
You’re knocking at my window.
(I feel you in my bones…)
You’re slow to letting me go.
I know this feeling oh so,
this feeling in my bones.

I feel you in my bones.
(Feel… you… in… my… bones…)
You’re knocking at my window.
(I feel you in my bones…)
You’re slow to letting me go.
I know this feeling oh so,
this feeling in my bones.

I feel it in my bones.
At night my skull feels… (pressure).
I feel it (pressure) in my bones (pressure).
I feel it in my skull.

I feel you in my bones.
(Feel… you… in… my… bones…)
You’re knocking at my window.
(I feel you in my bones…)
You’re slow to letting me go.
I know this feeling oh so,
this feeling in my bones.

I take a breath. Take a breath…
with me. Blow by blow.
Take a break. Take a break…
from me. You are here to stay.

I take my heart out of my chest,
I just don’t need it any more.
Take my head out of the game,
I just don’t need it any more.

Take a breath. Take a breath…
with me. Blow by blow.
Take a break. Take a break…
from me. You are here to stay.

I take my heart out of my chest,
I just don’t need it any more.
Take my head out of the game,
I just don’t need it any more.

I feel you in my bones.
(Feel… you… in… my… bones…)
You’re knocking at my window.
(I feel you in my bones…)
You’re slow to letting me go.
I know this feeling oh so,
this feeling in my bones.

Country Roads – John Denver

John Denver is special to me.  This is the first record I ever put on a record player when I was 5 years old!!

“Take Me Home, Country Roads”

Almost heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River.
Life is old there, older than the trees, younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze.

Country roads, take me home to the place I belong.
West Virginia, mountain mamma, take me home, country roads.

All my memories gather round her, miner’s lady, stranger to blue water.
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky, misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye.

Country roads, take me home to the place I belong.
West Virginia, mountain mamma, take me home, country roads.

I hear her voice in the morning hour, she calls me, the radio reminds me of my home far away.
And driving down the road I get a feeling that I should have been home yesterday, yesterday.

Country roads, take me home to the place I belong.
West Virginia, mountain mamma, take me home, country roads.

Country roads, take me home to the place I belong.
West Virginia, mountain mamma, take me home, country roads

Take me home now, country roads,
Take me home now, country roads.