Air Supply
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've got to give it a try.
And I know the road to riches. And I know the ways to pain.
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 of 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. Out of nothing at all.
Everytime I see you, well 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 deep of the night
and turn it to a beacon burning endlessly bright.
I gotta follow it cause everything I know,
well, it's nothing til I give it to you.
I can make you run or stumble. I can make the final (clock?).
And I can make every tackle at the sound of the whistle.
And I can make all the stadiums rock.
I can make the night forever or I can make it disappear by the dawn.
And I can make you every promise that's 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.
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. Out of nothing at all.
Out of nothing at all. Out of nothing at all.
Mulder's point of view. He is a brilliant man, knows a lot of things. He searches for answers, for the truth, breaking rules and doing most anything to get there. He's seen happiness and he's seen pain, he knows that life goes by when you're not looking. He wants to tell Scully how much he cares but he knows he won't be able to tell her everything. He would never be able to leave her, will protect her with his life. He doesn't know what she sees in him, why she stays with him when all he has brought her is grief. Every time he sees her he is struck by her beauty, within and without. She is his light in the darkness, his hope, his faith. He can't fight for the truth without her. His quest is nothing without her.