A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square

By M. Sherwin & E. Mashuritz

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 wide 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

ADDITIONAL VERSE IF DESIRED:
How strange it was, how sweet and strange
There was never a dream to compare
With those hazy crazy nights we met
When a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

This heart of mine beat loud and fast,
Like a merry go round in a fair.
We were dancing cheek to cheek
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.

BRIDGE:
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 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