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