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