The Most of What Is Least

I'm staring at the setting of the sun

For I know my time with you is nearly gone

And my minutes, they're so precious, yes, each and every one

As I try to make the most of what is least.

I've a weary kind of feeling in my mind,

I'll try to look ahead and not behind.

And I know that you don't mean to be unkind

As I try to make the most of what is least.

The rain is dripping down my window pane

And if you came back to me, it wouldn't be the same.

I know the end is near and I'll try to battle on

As I try to make the most of what is least.

I'm staring at the setting of the sun

For I know my time with you is nearly gone

And my minutes, they're so precious, yes, each and every one

As I try to make the most of what is least.

Lonely nights down by the railroad track,

I see you going and never coming back.

I'll try, I'll try, I'll try to battle on

As I try to make the most of what is least.