Iona - Gemma Hayes

Calling out your name

Throwing pieces of us to the flame

To chase the blackness away

For me there is no other

Tempering the fire

That’s keeping us alive

You broke me open I was dead and pale

Now for me there is no other

Was it hard

Or harder leaving the tear

The leaking of your gold inside

Hold it in as we hold on tight

Now we’re flying over houses

And farms never coming back again

Somedays I am a truth

Somedays I am a lying fool

But you meet me in between

For me there is no other

For me there is no other love

For me there is no other love

For me there is no other love

For me there is no other love

For me there is no other love

For me there is no other love

For me there is no other love

For me there is no other love