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 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 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 a feet of Astaire And like an echo far away A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square