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 dancing a feet of Astaire   And like an echo far away   A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square