NORA: Tommy can you hear me? Tommy can you hear me? Tommy can you hear me? Tommy can you hear me? Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy? TOMMY: Mother! Father! Touch me, feel me... Who am I? Where did I come from? Have you known me? Have you seen me? Mother? NORA: You're a hero, you are famous You're a champion of the young You are rich, but it's so absurd to try To explain all the things you've done You're adored and you're loved Thousands watch you play Pinball! It's a fever And you're the master of the game And now that you're whole You'll be champion of the very soul TOMMY: Yes, I'm healed: Delivered from silent darkness No more locked doors Or stifled screams! Pinball? What I see now before me Is far beyond a game Beyond your wildest dreams! Those who love me have a higher path to follow now And you, dear Mother, too, must be prepared!