Cool with You

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?