A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
There was never a dream to compare
With that hazy, crazy night we met
A nightingale sang in Berkeley
To interrupt our rendezvous
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
A nightingale sang in Berkeley
When dawn came stealin’ up all gold and blue
As the dancin’ feet of Astaire
Poor, puzzled moon he wore a frown
I still remember how you smiled and said
But I’m perfectly willing to swear
How strange it was, how sweet and strange
The whole darn world seemed upside-down
The moon that lingered over London town
Like a merry-go-round in a fair
Ah, this heart of mine it beat loud and fast
The streets uptown were paved with stars
And as we kissed and said good night
When a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
It was such a romantic affair
For we were dancin’ cheek to cheek
I may be right, may be wrong
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
There were Angels dinin’ at the Ritz
And just like an echo far away
How could he know we two were so in love
Was that a dream or was it true?
That when you turned and smiled at me
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
Our homeward step was just as light
