London by night is a wonderful sight there is magic abrawl in the air I'm often told that the street turn to gold when the moon shines on circus and square deep in the dark that envelops the park there's a man and his cigarette's low down by the Thames, lights that sparkle like gems seem to wink at each girl and her boy up comes the moon when the city's asleep he's not alone for it sings somewhere up there stands an angel to keep her watch while each Londener dreams my love and I saw the sun leave the sky then we kissed in the fast fading light most people say they love London by day but lovers love London by night most people they love London by day but lovers love London by night