I'm staring at the setting of the sunFor I know my time with you is nearly goneAnd my minutes, they're so precious, yes, each and every oneAs 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 unkindAs I try to make the most of what is least.The rain is dripping down my window paneAnd if you came back to me, it wouldn't be the same.I know the end is near and I'll try to battle onAs I try to make the most of what is least.I'm staring at the setting of the sunFor I know my time with you is nearly goneAnd my minutes, they're so precious, yes, each and every oneAs 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 onAs I try to make the most of what is least.