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