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