Sweetest Decline — Beth Orton

She weaves secrets in her hair The whispers are not hers to share She's deep as a well She's deep as a well

Another day wastes away And my heart sinks with the sun A new day's dawning And a new day has not yet begun

So, anyway There I was Just sitting on your porch Drinking in your sweetest decline Your sweetest decline

What's the use in regrets They're just thing we haven't done yet What are regrets? They're just lessons we haven't learned yet

Another day draws away And my heart sinks with the sun It's like catching snow on my tongue It's like catching snow on my tongue

So, anyway There I was Just sitting on your porch Drink in your sweetest decline The sweetest decline

What are regrets? What are regrets? They're just lessons we haven't learned yet It's like catching snow on your tongue You can't pin this butterfly down Can't pin this butterfly down