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
That poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown
How could he know we two were so in love
The whole damned 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

How strange it was
How sweet and strange
There was never a dream to compare
To those hazy, crazy nights we met
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

Ah this heart of mine beats loud and fast
Like a merry-go-round in a fair
We would dance cheek to cheek
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

The 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 Astair
And like an echo far away
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
That night in Berkeley Square