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 londontown Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown. How could he know that 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 down came stealing up, all gold and blue To interrupt our randezvous I still remember how you smiled and said "Was that a dream? Or was that 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 a Berkeley Square