Soundtrack Songtext
von Matt Nathanson

I heard the city sing
The night that we met
It hung in the air like the moon
We kissed in the Bowery
And ditched all your friends
To watch the sunrise from your roof

Music saved my life
It lit me like flare guns in the night
Turned all my nightmares into dreams
It was everything

Now it′s just the soundtrack to weekends
Days in your bed
While we sleep in and I watch you dress
To the sound of a symphony playing for two
Music used to be everything to me
Now, it's just the soundtrack to you


Drunk at Pagoda waited half the night
To sing "Tiny Dancer" at dawn
There wasn′t one person who got the words right
But the whole room sang along

Weekends
Days in your bed
While we sleep in and I watch you dress
To the sound of a symphony playing for two
Music used to be everything to me
Now, it's just the soundtrack to

You and I walking through Chinatown talking
About places that we'll never see
A train to Rockaway, pizza on paper plates
Watching the waves on the beach

Music saved my life
Lit me like flare guns in the night
Turned all my nightmares into dreams
It was everything


Weekends,
Days in your bed
While we sleep in and I watch you dress
To the sound of a symphony playing for two
Music used to be everything to me
Now, it′s just the soundtrack to you