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.





~interlude~









When dawn came stealing up, all gold and blue

To interrupt our rendez-vous,

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 of fred astaire,

And like an echo far away

A nightingale sang in berkeley square.