Air Supply — Making Love out of Nothing at All | The (Almost) Complete Meat Loaf and Jim Steinman Lyric Archive

Produced and Directed by Jim Steinman Arrangement by Jim Steinman with Roy Bittan Associate producer: John Jansen Engineered by Scott Litt (Basic Tracks), John Jansen, Rod Hui, Dee Rob, Arthur Payson Mixed by Neil Dorfsman, John Jansen, Jim Steinman Recorded at The Power Station—Additional recording at Cherokee Recording Studios, L.A., Skyline Sound, Inc. N.Y.C., Greene Street Recording, N.Y.C. Mastered by Greg Calbi at Sterling Sound, NYC

“Making Love out of Nothing at All” from Air Supply’s Greatest Hits, including all their smash hits plus two brand new songs

Making Love Out of Nothing at All

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 just 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 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 (making love)
Out of nothing at all (making love)
Out of nothing at all

Every time I see you
While 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 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 gotta follow it
Cause everything I know
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
Makin’ 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, love)

Out of nothing at all (making love)
Out of nothing at all (making love)
Out of nothing at all (making love, love, love)….
[repeat]

Making Love Out of Nothing at All

Russell Hitchcock: Lead Vocals
Graham Russell: Background Vocals
Rick Derringer: Guitars
Sid McGinnis: Acoustic Guitars
Steve Buslowe: Bass Guitars
Roy Bittan: Piano, Synthesizer
Larry Fast: Synthesizer
Max Weinberg: Drums
Jimmy Maelen: Percussion
Additional Background Vocals: Rory Dodd, Eric Troyer and Holly Sherwood