We walked in the cold air
Freezing breath on a window pane
Lying, waiting

A man in the dark in a picture frame

So mystic and soulful

A voice reaching out in a piercing cry
It stays with you until


The feeling has gone only you and I
It means nothing to me
This means nothing to me

Oh, Vienna

The music is weaving

Haunting notes, pizzicato strings
The rhythm is calling
Alone in the night as the daylight brings


A cool empty silence
The warmth of your hand and a cold gray sky

It fades to the distance

The image has gone only you and I

It means nothing to me
This means nothing to me
Oh, Vienna


This means nothing to me
This means nothing to me

Oh, Vienna