Time doesn't go back all moves foward like a train in it's track But I wish that weren't the case for when I look the kids outside I miss so much of back in the day And then I start to cry my memories of old paying a visit and I see how much I miss All those things that never were
To miss something (or someone) is already sad enough. But to miss something you never had... That's a tough pain to have in one's heart. (FYI Saudade is a word in Portuguese. There's no translation to it, but it means to miss something)