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