Sweetest Decline Lyrics - Central Reservation - 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 

Drinking 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