Go to sleep now [?]
The morning's white's are [?]

I would like to catch the dust
Of a memory from a photograph
And I would like to close my eyes
Find a map to where the sun meets the night
And I would like you to know
What I will be when I've grown old
Will my life have been
Like a movie scene or a tragedy?
And I would like to see you smile
And watch the tears roll down from your eyes
I would like to walk the days
Take you by the hand and lead you astray