Tommy (musical) - Go To The Mirror

He seems to be completely unreceptive.
The tests I give him make no sense at all.
His eyes react to light; the dials detect it.
He hears but cannot answer to your call.

See me, Feel me
Touch me, heal me
See me, Feel me
Touch me, heal me

There is no chance; no untried operation.
All hope lies with him and none with me.
Imagine, though, the shock from isolation.
If he suddenly could hear and speak and see.

See me, Feel me
Touch me, heal me
See me, Feel me
Touch me, heal me

His eyes can see,
His ears can hear, his lips can speak.
All the time he needles flick and flock
No machine can give the kind of stimulation
Needed to remove his inner block. Go to the mirror, boy!
Go to the mirror, boy!

I often wonder what he`s feeling
Has he ever heard a word I`ve said?

Look at him in the mirror, dreaming?
What is happening in his head?

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 opinions;
From you, I get the story.

What is happening in his head?
Oooh, I wish I knew...
I wish I knew.