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Making love(Air Supply)

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  

But I know I gotta give it a try  

And I know the roads to riches  

And I know the ways to fame  

I know all the rules  

and I know how to break'em  

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  

Out of nothing at all  

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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 taking aim at your eyes like a spotlight  

The beating of my heart is a drum  

And it's lost and it's looking for  

the rhythm like you  

You can take the darkness  

from the pit of the night  

And turn into a beacon  

burning endlessly bright  

I've gotta follow it,'cause everything I know  

Well it's nothing till 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  

I can make all the stadiums rock  

I can make tonight forever  

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 want to see me crawl?  

And I'm never gonna make it like you do  

Making love out of nothing at all  

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