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 things 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