Rod Stewart - A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square
When Two Lovers Meet In Mayfair, So The Legends Tell,
Songbirds Sing; Winter Turns To Spring.
Every Winding Street In Mayfair Falls Beneath The Spell.
I Know Such Enchantment Can Be, 'cos It Happened One Evening To Me:
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 Tap-dancing Feet 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.
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