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 londontown
Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown.
How could he know that 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 berkeley square.
When down came stealing up, all gold and blue
To interrupt our randezvous
I still remember how you smiled and said
"Was that a dream? Or was that true?"
Our homeward step was just as light
As the dancing a feet of Astaire
And like an echo far away
A nightingale sang in a Berkeley Square
