ViennaWe walked in the cold airFreezing breath on a window paneLying and waiting The man in the dark in a picture frameSo mystic and soulful A voice reaching out in a piercing cryIt stays with you until The feeling has gone only you and IIt means nothing to meThis means nothing to meAh, Vienna The music is weaving Haunting notes, pizzicato stringsThe rhythm is calling Alone in the night as the daylight bringsA cool empty silence The warmth of your hand and a cold grey skyIt fades to the distance The image has gone only you and IIt means nothing to meThis means nothing to meAh, Vienna This means nothing to meThis means nothing to meAh, ViennaAh, Vienna
Ultravox Vienna
ViennaWe walked in the cold airFreezing breath on a window paneLying and waiting The man in the dark in a picture frameSo mystic and soulful A voice reaching out in a piercing cryIt stays with you until The feeling has gone only you and IIt means nothing to meThis means nothing to meAh, Vienna The music is weaving Haunting notes, pizzicato stringsThe rhythm is calling Alone in the night as the daylight bringsA cool empty silence The warmth of your hand and a cold grey skyIt fades to the distance The image has gone only you and IIt means nothing to meThis means nothing to meAh, Vienna This means nothing to meThis means nothing to meAh, ViennaAh, Vienna