Mel Tormé Follow

When two lovers meet in Mayfair so the legends tell
Songbirds sing and winter turns to spring
Every winding street in Mayfair falls beneath the spell
I know such enchantment can be
Cause 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 Berkley Square
I may be right, I may be wrong,
But I'm perfectly willing to swear
That when you turn'd and smiled at me
A nightingale sang in Berkley 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 Berkley Square