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 Berkley 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
 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 Berkley Square
 This heart of mine beats loud and fast
 Like a merry-go-round in a fair
 For we were dancing cheek to cheek
 And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
 When dawn came stealing up all golden 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 tap-dancing feet of a Astaire
 And like an echo far away
 A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
 I know 'cause I was there
 That night in Berkeley Square