night
magic
dining
right may be wrong
at me
in Berkeley square
The moon
Poor puzzled moon
seemed upside down
The stars
kissed and said goodnight
in Berkeley square
How strange it was
a dream
me
a nightingale in Berkeley square
merry-go-round
cheek to cheek
in Berkeley square
came stealing up
all gold and blue
light
as the dancing feet of Astaire
and like an echo far away
nightingale sang in Berkeley square.
