A Nightingale Sang In Berkley 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 Berkley 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 Berkley 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 darn world seemed upside down The streets of town were paved with stars It was such a romantic affair And as we kissed and said goodnight 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 This heart of mine 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 stealing 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 like an echo far away A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square