A nightingale sang in berkeley squareray noble music and lyrics by manning sherwin and eric maschwitzthat certain night, the night we metthere was magic abroad in the air,there were angels dining at the ritz anda nightingale sang on berk'ley square.i may be right, i may be wrong,but i'm perfectly willing to swearthat when you turn'd and smiled at mea nightingale sang on berk'ley 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 kiss'd and said “goodnight”a nightingale sang on berk'ley square.how strange it was, how sweet and strange.there was never a dream to comparewith that hazy, crazy night we met,whena nightingale sang on berk'ley square.this heart of mine beat loud and fastlike a merry-go-round in a fair.for we were dancing cheek to cheek anda nightingale sang on berk'ley square.when dawn came stealing up all gold and blueto 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 lightas the tap dancing feet of astaireand like an echo far awaya nightingale sang on berk'ley square.from: lynncw@aol.com