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
When dawn came stealing up, all golden blue,
To interrupt our rendezvous.
How I 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
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
When dawn came stealing up, all golden blue,
To interrupt our rendezvous.
How I 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