Making Love Out Ot Nothing At All

Supply Air

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


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 nothing at all





Out of nothing at all, out of nothing at all


Out of nothing at all, out of nothing at all


Out of nothing at all


Making love out of nothing 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 taking aim at your eyes


Like a spotlight





The beating of my hearth is a drum and it's lost


And it's looking for a 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


And I can make all the stadiums rock





And 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