A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square — Harry Connick Jr.

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 Im 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 darned world seemed upside down

The streets of town were paved with stars

It was such a romantic affair

And as we kissed and said good-night

A nightingale sang

A nightingale sang

I know cause I was there

That night in berkeley square