Nora: It rains champagne! A son was born again! A genius untamed! A life of wealth and fame, wealth and fame! Champagne flowing down just like rain, Caviar breeakfasts every day. Merchant banks and yachts and ... Servants and cars and private sand. Tommy: See me, feel me, touch me, heal me. See me, feel me, touch me, heal me, heal me. Nora: They flock in, thousands strong. We'll just play along. A million in reserve. For love, a just deserve, just deserve! Birds and flowers and peacock's wings, Sequined gowns and birds that sing! Private planes and fishing lanes. Bigger crowds and bigger, bigger, bigger takes. But what's it all worth? What's it all worth when my son is blind? He can't hear the music nor enjoy what I'm buying. His life is worthless, affecting mine. I'd pay any price to drive his plight from my mind! Tommy: See me, feel me, touch me, heal me. See me, feel me, touch me, heal me. (SMASH!)