We don't have to know
Anyone at all
Anyone at all
Draw the blinds back slow
Sun fades in the room
To begin to bloom
Silk skin leathers danced
With diamonds in her hands
Diamonds in her hands
We could feel like them
Rarely would we ask
For things we used to have
Is that cool with you
That I want to call your name
Is that cool with you
That I want to call your name
Is that news to you
That I want to call your name
Is that cool with you
That I want to call
We don't have to go
Anywhere at all
Anywhere at all
Blessed our gardens growth
Ivy climbs the wall
Heather in the fall
Smoke screen those who stands
So righteous in our path
It never thought to ask
We'll define what's fair
Oh, baby they prefer
Illusion to despair
Is that cool with you
That I want to call your name
Is that cool with you
That I wanna call your name
Is that news to you
That I wanna call your name
Is that cool with you
That I wanna call
I see their heads against a window
Breathing on a glass
Dreaming of a day that they could finally relax
If only there's no melody
Belong to more than fantasy
It's too much
Well their open and fakin' and curled in the stain
Flowers too tall for the table again,
But it's alright, they called it faith
Is that cool with you
That I wanna call your name
Is that cool with you
That I wanna call your name
