He seems to be completely unreceptive. The tests I gave him show no sense at all. His eyes react to light the dials detect it. He hears but cannot answer to your call.
Tommy:
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me. See me, feel me, touch me, heal me.
Doctor:
There is no chance no untried operation. All hope lies with him and none with me. Imagine though the shock from isolation. When he suddenly can hear and speak and see.
Tommy:
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me. See me, feel me, touch me, heal me.
Doctor:
His eyes can hear his ears can see his lips speak All the time the needles flick and rock. No machine can give the kind of stimulation,
Needed to remove his inner block.
Go to the mirror boy! Go to the mirror boy!
Father:
I often wonder what he's feeling. Has he ever heard a word I've said? Look at him now in the mirror dreaming What is happening in his head?
Tommy:
Listening to you I get the music. Gazing at you I get the heat Following you I climb the mountain I get excitement at your feet!
Right behind you I see the millions On you I see the glory. From you I get the opinions From you I get the story.
Father:
What is happening in his head Ooooh I wish I knew, I wish I knew.