We walked in the cold air

Freezing breath on a window pane

Lying and 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 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.

This means nothing to me

This means nothing to me

Oh, vienna.