Father:
This can't continue.
It makes no sense.
We're getting nowhere.
I've lost all my confidence.
The boy wants something,
I'm satisfied;
He needs attention
And care our love can't provide.
And then there's the matter of us...

I'd like to prove
That I don't think that you've
Seen the best of me.
I've stood up for the boy
And I've clung to the hopes and the lies.
I wish that the pain
In your gaze could again
Be a test of me,
But when I look in the mirror
I believe my own eyes.

I believe my own eyes,
Know I've come to the end:
All my patience is gone.
When I'm doubtful, I tend
To believe my own eyes.

Mother:
I'd like to declare
This devotion and care
Is the life to live.
That nothing has changed
And that time isn't passing us by.
But I have to say here
That, for us, there's a clear-cut alternative.
When we look at each other
We believe our own eyes.

Mother and Father:
I believe my own eyes,
Know I've come to the end
All my patience is gone
When I'm doubtful, I tend
To believe my own eyes.

This has gone far enough!
After all we've been through...
We can't be blamed,
We've done all we can humanly do.
It's a time to be tough,
A time to be wise.
We must stop chasing false dreams
And recover our lives.

I believe my own eyes,
Know I've come to the end:
All my patience is gone.
When I'm doubtful, I tend
To believe...

I'd like to believe
That I don't feel we've
Seen the best of us.
And the way to believe
Is to see where the real future lies.
I hope that the pain
In your gaze can again
Be the test of us.

And when I look in the mirror
I believe my own eyes.

Let's believe our own eyes.
Know we've come to the end:
All our patience is gone.
Let's admit we intend...

...To believe our own eyes.

Tommy,
Tommy,
Tommy
Tommy,
Tommy.