**Description below the Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I see so much, yet not enough,
Scraps of light and ragged thoughts.
Trying to remember the list I forgot.
Could have got her flowers… but I did not.

I see a wet and rainy street
I should have walked one day
I could have held her hand in mine
But I turned… and walked the other way.

[Chorus]
Why do we wait to do the things
That weigh so heavy when they’re gone?
We hold them back, we stop them short,
Till the chance to love has come and gone

[Verse 2]
The warmth of her sitting across the kitchen table,
Her fingers curled ‘round that chipped coffee cup.
I thought I would be able
To give her more but that time's up.

I wanted to plant her garden this spring
But it’s still just packets on a shelf
I imagined a song I’d sing to her…
It's still a thought inside myself.

[Chorus]
Why do we wait to do the things
That weigh so heavy when they’re gone?
We hold them back, we stop them short,
Till the chance to love has come and gone.

[Verse 3]
The trip I planned a hundred times,
And always found ways to miss.
The arms I kept beside my back,
Afraid to reach and give her a kiss..

The brakes I swore I’d get replaced,
The list I left there on the chair.
A sunset I was “too tired” to see,
The time I didn’t want to share.

[Chorus]
Why do we wait to do the things
That weigh so heavy when they’re gone?
We hold them back, we stop them short,
Till the chance to love has come and gone.

[Bridge]
What happened to this life?
Did I throw it all away?
Did I waste all the time we had,
Hoping I’d have another day?

[Final Chorus]
Why did I wait to do the things
That I can’t stop thinking when she's gone?
I held them back, I failed to do,
Now my time to love has come and gone
Why, oh, why did I wait… so long…?

[Outro - gently , almost whispered]
And then... I passed... away

Even though it's late, really late,
what I think I've learned is this:

It’s not the arms I didn’t open.
The time I didn't live.
The garden that never blossomed.
The kiss I'd give anything to give.

It’s the love I hardly lived.
That’s the ache that echoes long.
And that’s the reason I cry
When love... came along.
I realize I hardly... ever... tried.

~~~~What does this song mean to you. I need to know... If you feel shy about leaving a comment, please send me a message. I am all alone and need to know how my work , works. Thank you.  --Madelyn

Description:
Why Did I Wait is realization—too late in coming. A man’s final reckoning unfolds in whispers, gravel, and silence. His voice frays at the edges, pushing through phrases he can barely finish. He doesn't sing to impress; he sings because he has to—because the weight of what he didn’t say is heavier than the words he finally does.

The guitar is faint, almost hesitant, leaving space for the rawness to echo. When he reaches the bridge, his voice strains upward—then crashes back down. The music fades. Then, quietly: “And then I passed away.”

A pause.
A death.

Then the truth: what he learned… and what he’ll never forgive himself for.

The final lines ache with clarity. This isn’t performance.
It’s too human for that.

It’s realization—too late in coming.

The song's simplicity in style, structure, timing, musical chords, is a perfect foil for the complexity of the moment, the life wasted, the regret, the words said and not. This song brings up memories that can't help but relate to this man's unlived life. I thank you for listening over and over again. I do so hope that it makes more sense to you than it does to me. Because I don't know where it came from, only that it came. I don't know why. Maybe you do.

Why Did I Wait

🎶 🌟Welcome to my music page!🌟🎶

I am a passionate songwriter living on the beautiful coast of the wonderful Tuscany (Italy). Music has been with me since I was a child, and every song I create is the result of careful writing and composition, enriched by collaboration with artificial intelligence, which helps me bring my ideas to life in an innovative way.

All of my songs are protected by SIAE, ensuring their integrity. If you are interested in collaborating or exploring the possibility of purchasing a track, please don't hesitate to contact me! I am always open to new opportunities and to sharing my music with the world.
Thank you for being here and for supporting my passion!

🎶🌟Benvenuti nella mia pagina musicale!🌟🎶

Sono un appassionato scrittore di canzoni che vive sulla splendida costa della meravigliosa Toscana. La musica mi accompagna fin da piccolo, e ogni brano che creo è il risultato di un attento lavoro di scrittura e composizione, arricchito dalla collaborazione con l'intelligenza artificiale, che mi aiuta a dare vita alle mie idee in modo innovativo.

Tutte le mie canzoni sono protette dalla SIAE, garantendo così la loro integrità. Se sei interessato a collaborare o a esplorare la possibilità di acquistare una traccia, non esitare a contattarmi! Sono sempre aperto a nuove opportunità e a condividere la mia musica con il mondo.

Grazie per essere qui e per supportare la mia passione.

🎧 Listen on Spotify:  
👉 https://open.spotify.com/artist/1X7rTUU8BbTv03uOQbXlDx?si=OPa-tTOSQ6CZg3ZszufcHA

📺 Watch on YouTube:  
👉 https://youtube.com/channel/UC1pOinISBjhDxbSkMLMLd6g?si=4OO5r9io5P-zpTzN

https://youtube.com/channel/UC1pOinISBjhDxbSkMLMLd6g?si=54mcxyrpWEocSDt2

https://music.apple.com/it/artist/angelo-gabrielli/1810305453

✨ I’m here to share songs that come from truth and hard work. I don’t use promoters, bots, or promotional shortcuts. Every play, like, and comment here is genuine. If you’re listening, you’re part of something real, and that means more than any numbers ever could. Thanks for walking this road with me.

Oh and I make my own bacon. I'd love to swap recipes! (Chef's Kiss!)

Skriver och har fokus på text och har precis spelat in med hjälp av AI för att nå ut till er.

Söker samarbeten där mina texter får liv.

I focus on lyrics, using AI to reach out to you.

Looking for collabs.

Basically I'm a hard rocker and I listen to a lot of punk too, but country and americana have a very special place in my heart. Many of my early musical memories lie there. I can therefore be perceived as quite rambling, but that's how it is. I write a lot based on whims and images. 

When I see a text, it can therefore take different forms.


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Grooveclowd is a Band from Australia. Kimberley Galpin Keys/Synths Mixing, Nathan Good Keys/Bass and Vocals and Eleyan Di Palma Vocals Keys/Synths / Venus Abalero Guitars/ Bass Mixing-- Grooveclowd wanders in and out of Genres.Trax avaiable for
purchase on Bandcamp.  Now Trax available on Spotify Deezer and Apple 
Grooveclowd uses Magix.
Grooveclowd email grooveclowd@gmail.com
Facebook page Grooveclowd

Multi-genre composer. Mostly old school, but lately some with ML. Influenced by Beethoven to Queen. Retired Radar/EW System Engineer. Hope you enjoy! LINK TO MY REPOSTS:

Why Did I Wait

Madelyn Dionne