Cristiano Araujo, Air Supply
A, Abm, B, Bm, C, Dbm, E, Em, Gbm
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 the time's gonna fly
And I'm never gonna tell you everything I gotta tell you
I know I gotta give it a try
And I know the road's to riches, and I know the way's to fame
I know all the rules and then I know how to break 'em
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
Makin' love out of nothin' at all
Makin' love out of nothin' at all
Every time I see you all the rays of the sun
Are streaming through the waves in your hair
And every star in the sky is takin' aim at your eyes
Like a spotlight
The beating of my heart is a drum and it's lost
And it's lookin' for a rhythm like you
You can take the darkness from the pit of the night, and turn it into a beacon burning endlessly bright.
I gotta follow it 'cause everything I know, well it's nothing 'til I give it to you.
I can make the runner stumble, I can make the final block.
And I can make every tackle at the sound of the whistle, make all the stadiums rock.
I can make tonight forever, or I can make it disappear by the dawn
And I can make you every promise that has ever been made
I can make all your demons be gone
But I'm never gonna make it without you
Do you really wanna see me crawl?
And I'm never gonna make it like you do
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 Making love, out of nothing at all
Making love, out of nothing at all Making love, out of nothing at all
I did nothing at all, I did nothing at all