Iona
murlough bay
The stones here are coloured
With the shades of time
Trees here have weathered
A storm or two
Waves that have pounded
Upon this land
Shaping the rocks that surround you
And here at last
I'm on my own with you
Here is a place
You could write or paint pictures
And dream that the troubles will end
Here is a place where we join our hands
In a love we defend
Here we can bathe
In a love that's Divine
Here we can know
I am yours, you are mine
Here in Your arms
That are faithful and strong
Here with You
This is where I belong
- :
- Another Realm
- Miscellaneous
- Open Sky
- The Circling Hour
- Edge of the World - Live in Europe
- Journey Into the Morn
- Beyond These Shores
- WoW 1996 (disc 2)
- Iona
- The River Flows: Anthology, Volume 1
- A Celtic Celebration
- Treasures: The Very Best
- Just Listen
- Unprogged
- The Book of Kells
- Ten: The Birthday Album
- Live in London
- Sweet Burning Light
- Celtic Inspiration
- The Connection