A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square - Carol Kidd

That certain night, the night we met,

Magic abroad in the air,

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,

The great puzzled moon, he wore a frown.

How could he know that we were so in love?

The great great world that upside down

The streets of town were paved with stars;

It was such a romantic affair.

When you turn and smile at me

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 feet fied 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.