Rod's A Great Singer. He's Got A

A Million Faces At My Feet But All I See Are Dark Eyes.

I'm Ready To Go Anywhere, I'm Ready For To Fade, Into My Own Parade, Cast Your Dancing Spell My Way.

Down The Street The Dogs Are Barking And The Day Is Getting Dark. As The Night Comes In A-falling, The Dogs´ll Lose Their Bark And The Silent Night Will Shatter From The Sounds Inside My Mind, For I´m One To Many Mornings And A Thousand Miles Behind. From The Crossroads Of My Doorstep, My Eyes They Start To Fade, As I Turn My Head Back To The Room Where My Love And I Have Laid.

You Use To Ride On The Chrome Horse With Your Diplomat, Who Carried On His Shoulder A Siamese Cat.

Half Of The People Can Be Part Right All Of The Time, Some Of The People Can Be All Right Part Of The Time. I Think Abraham Lincoln Said That. 'i'll Let You Be In My Dreams If I Can Be In Yours,' I Said That.