I know just how to whisper
and I know just how to cry;
I know just where to find the answers; and I know just how to lie.

I know just how to fake it
and I know just how to scheme;
I know just when to face the truth

And then I know just when to dream.
And I know just where to touch you
and I know just what to prove

I know when to pull you closer
and I know when to let you loose.
And I know the night is fading
and I know that time's gonna fly;
And I'm never gonna tell you ev'rything I've got to tell you

But I know I've got to give it a try.
And I know the roads to riches
and I know the ways to fame;
I know all the rules and then I know how to break them
And I always know the name of the game.
But I don't know how to leave you
and I'll never let you fall;
And I don't know how you do it
making love out of nothing at all.
Making love - out of nothing at all

Making love - out of nothing at all

Making love - out of nothing at all

Making love - out of nothing at all