Manhattan Serenade - Jo Stafford

That night in Manhattan was the start of it

We lived it and we loved every part of it

The glow of moonlight in the park

The lights that spell your name

The autumn breeze that fanned the spark

That set our hearts aflame

Our kiss was a sky-ride to the highest star

We made it without touching the handlebars

And I gave you my love

To the melody of the music, the madness

That made our Manhattan serenade

Our Manhattan serenade