Vienna

[by Ultravox]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 untilthe feeling has gone only you and I
it means nothing to me
this means nothing to me
oh, viennathe 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 distancethe image has gone only you and I
it means nothing to me
this means nothing to me
oh, viennathis means nothing to me
this means nothing to me
oh, vienna