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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Richard Steinman
Conductor
Russell Hitchcock
Vocals
Graham Russell
Vocals
Roy Bittan
Piano
Max Weinberg
Drums
Rick Derringer
Guitar
Rory Dodd
Background Vocals
Eric Troyer
Background Vocals
Holly Sherwood
Background Vocals
Larry Fast
Synthesizer
Sid McGinnis
Acoustic Guitar
Jimmy Maelen
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Richard Steinman
Songwriter
Jim Steinman
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Richard Steinman
Producer
Jim Steinman
Producer
Scott Litt (Basic Tracks)
Engineer
John Jansen
Mixing Engineer
Rod Hui
Engineer
Dee Robb
Engineer
Arthur Payson
Engineer
Neil Dorfsman
Mixing Engineer
Darcy Proper
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
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 then 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
(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
Every time I see you all the rays of the sun are all
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 a rhythm like you
You can take the darkness from the pit of the night
And turn it to 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
Or I can make it disappear by the dawn
And I can make you every promise that has ever been made
And 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, love)
Out of nothing at all (Making love)
Out of nothing at all (Making love)
Out of nothing at all (Making love, love)
Out of nothing at all (Making love)
Out of nothing at all (Making love)
Out of nothing at all (Making love, love, love)
Out of nothing at all (Making love making love making love)
Writer(s): James Richard Steinman
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