verse one:
We walked in the cold air.
Freezing breath on a window pane,
Lying and waiting.
The 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.

chorus:
The feeling has gone only you and I.
It means nothing to me,
This means nothing to me,
Oh, Vienna...

verse three:
The music is weaving
Haunting notes, pizzicato strings,
The rhythm is calling.
Alone in the night as the daylight brings,
A cold, empty silence.
The warmth of your hand and a cold grey sky,
It fades to the distance.

chorus:
The image has gone only you and I.
It means nothing to me,
This means nothing to me,
Oh, Vienna...

bridge:
Oh, Vienna...
Oh, Vienna...

chorus: This means nothing to me,
This means nothing to me,
Oh, Vienna...


Contributed by wise_mic2@yahoo.com