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.