Waiting For The Man

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 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 gray sky
It fades to the distanceThe image has gone only you and I
It means nothing to me
This means nothing to me
Oh, Vienna