A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square


That certain night

The night we met

There was magic abroad in the air

There were angels dinin? at the Ritz

And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.


I may be right

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 uptown were paved with stars
It was such a romantic affair
And as we kissed
And said good night
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.

Ah, this heart of mine
It beat loud and fast
Like a merry-go-round in a fair
For we were dancin? cheek to cheek
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.


When dawn came stealin? 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 dancin? feet of Astaire
And just like an echo far away

A nightingale sang in Berkeley ?
A nightingale sang in Berkeley ?
That night in Berkeley Square