(Jim Steinman)
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I know just how to whisper,
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and I know just how to cry;
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I know just where to find the answers;
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and I know just how to lie.
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I know just how to fake it,
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and I know just how to scheme;
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I know just when to face the truth,
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and then I know just when to dream.
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And I know just where to touch you,
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and I know just what to prove;
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I know when to pull you closer,
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and I know when to let you loose.
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And I know the night is fading,
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and I know that time's gonna fly;
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and I'm never gonna tell you everything
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I've got to tell you,
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but I know I've got to give it a try.
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And I know the roads to riches,
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and I know the ways to fame;
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I know all the rules
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and then I know how to break 'em
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and I always know the name of the game.
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But I don't know how to leave you,
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and I'll never let you fall;
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and I don't know how you do it,
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making love out of nothing at all
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(Making love)
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out of nothing at all,
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(making love)
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out of nothing at all,
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(making love)
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out of nothing at all,
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(making love)
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out of nothing at all,
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(making love)
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out of nothing at all
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(making love)
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out of nothing at all.
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Every time I see you all the rays of the sun
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are streaming through the waves in your hair;
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and every star in the sky is taking aim
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at your eyes like a spotlight,
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The beating of my heart is a drum, and it's lost
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and it's looking for a rhythm like you.
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You can take the darkness from the pit of the night
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and turn into a beacon burning endlessly bright.
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I've got to follow it, 'cause everything I know, well it's nothing till I give it to you.
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I can make the run or stumble,
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I can make the final block;
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And I can make every tackle, at the sound of the whistle,
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I can make all the stadiums rock.
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I can make tonight forever,
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Or I can make it disappear by the dawn;
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And I can make you every promise that has ever been made,
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And I can make all your demons be gone.
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But I'm never gonna make it without you,
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Do you really want to see me crawl?
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And I'm never gonna make it like you do,
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Making love out of nothing at all.
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(Making love)
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out of nothing at all
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(making love)
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out of nothing at all
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(making love)
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out of nothing at all
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(making love)
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out of nothing at all
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(making love)
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out of nothing at all
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(making love)
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out of nothing at all
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(making love)
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Making Love Out Of Nothing At All
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Air Supply |