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 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 "Good-bye,"

A nightingale sang in Berkeley 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 at the fair;

For we were dancing cheek to cheek

And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Squre.

*: 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

And like an echo, far away,

A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.

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I know 'cause I was there

That night in Berkeley Square.