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

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
When he suddenly can 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 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


I often wonder what he is 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 mountains
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?
Ooh, I wish I knew, I wish I knew