How strange it was

How sweet and Strange

There was never a dream to compare

With that hazy, crazy night we met

When a nightingale sang in Berkley square.

This heart of mine

Beat loud and fast

Like a merry-go-round in a fair

For we were dancing cheek to cheek

And a nightingale sang in Barkley square

When dawn came steeling 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

When a nightingale sang in Berkley square

When dawn came steeling 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?”

The streets of town, were paved with stars

It was such a romantic affair

And as we kissed and said goodnight

When a nightingale sang in Berkley square

I know because I was there

That night in Berkley squ