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