Every Day Feels Like A New Goodbye - Rosanne Cash

I’m sorry for the lonely times I wasn’t even there

With my thimble full of whiskey and my pocket full of air

There goes my sweetest daughter, there goes my reason why

Every day feels like a new goodbye

Our quiet town, our little world, the way we lived our lives

I was once the sun and stars, a hero in her eyes

But she was stronger all along and it makes me wanna cry

That every day feels like a new goodbye

A man can work his whole life through and never think to change

Or fret about the future 'til it’s like a roaring train

Now there goes my sweetest daughter and I see her with new eyes

When every day feels like a new goodbye

Every day feels like a new goodbye