We walked in the cold air 
Freezing breath on a window pane 
Lying and waiting 
man in the dark in a picture frame 
So mystic and soulful 
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 
cool empty silence 
The warmth of your hand and a cold grey 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