A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square

When two lovers meet in Mayfair, so the legends tell

Songbirds sing; winter turns to spring

Every winding street in Mayfair falls beneath the spell

I know such enchantment can be, 'cos 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 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 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 'cos I was there

That night in Berkeley Square