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.