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.