A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square

When true lovers meet in Mayfair, so the legend tells

Song-birds sing, winter turns to spring

Every winding street in Mayfair falls beneath the spell

I know such enchantment can be

'Cause it happened one evening to me

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 London town

Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown

How could he know we two were so in love?

The whole darned world seemed up-side 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

With that hazy, crazy, night we met

When a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

This heart of mine beat 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 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 tap-dancing feet of Astaire

And like an echo far away

A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

I know 'cause I was there

That night in Berkeley Square