A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square

That certain night, the night we met There was magic abroad in the air There were angels dining at the Ritz And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square I may be right, I may be wrong But I'm perfectly willing to swear That when you turned and smiled at me A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square The moon that lingered over London town Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown How could he know we two were so in love The whole darned world seemed upside down The streets of town were paved with stars It was such a romantic affair And as we kissed and said "Good night" A nightingale sang in Berkley Square How strange it was, how sweet and strange There was never a dream to compare With that hazy crazy night we met When a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square Ah, this heart of mine, it beat loud and fast Like a merry-go-round in a fair For we were dancing cheek to cheek And a Nightingale sang in Berkeley Square When dawn came stealin' up all gold and blue To interrupt our rendezvous I still remember how you smiled and said "Was that a dream or was it true?" Our homeward step was just as light As the dancing feet of Astaire And just like an echo far away A nightingale sang in Berkeley A nightingale sang in Berkeley That night in Berkeley Square