Marie had a young heart
A heart full of love songs
The dreams of a child
She never wrote for anyone else
For anyone else
Marie had a purpose
Selling the truth
Did she work so hard
Just to let it all go
And figure the easy easiest way
Was to get her face on a TV-show
What happened to the music
What happened to the soul
What happened to the listener
Who expected more
What happened to the music
To the voice inside of you
What happens when we no longer strive
For something true
Now the rules are too simple
Everything goes
In this competition
It's all about the score
Nothing's private anymore
All we never hear are Marie's own songs
The reason she is playing
Seems to be long gone
If we don't support her
Would that set her free
We're still voting
For this stuff on TV
What happened to the music
What happened to the soul
What happened to the listener
Who expected more
What happened to the music
To the voice inside of you
What happens when we
No longer strive for something true
What happened to those who
Used to buy records
Or those who seem to sell themselves for free
How do you feel
When the lights are all out
And the smiles slip away
On all your new friends
Important new friends
Wouldn't you rather sit at home
And play your little song
Do it for yourself
And the ones you love
Oh where did they go
The dreams of a child
The ones you lost with the call of the wild
What happened to the music
What happened to the soul
What happened to the listener
Who expected more
What happened to the music
In the heart inside of you
What happens when we
No longer strive for something true
What happened to those
Who used to buy records
Or those who seem to sell themselves for free
Now we only seem to sell ourselves for free
