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