On Her Journey to the Sun

Looking at the photographs
Like statistics in a book
I can feel myself transform
Slowly stepping outside the norm
But she is like a silhouette
Even though she's not in there
I can see her everywhere
I close my eyes and sense her

When my heart is filled with snow
I melt, it goes so slow
But coming closer to her gets me warm

How can I believe in you love?
You're as sweet as our old sun, setting out at sea
I can't believe I've lost you
When did I lose you?

She is the moth
Enticed by the flame She's frightened for or it knows her name But still want to play his game
So when my fire went out
She disappeared Where oh Where did you go?
Where do I go from here?

Where do we go from here?