I wish I knew, I wish I knew

What makes me me, what makes you you.

It's just another point of view. Ooh..

A state of mind I'm going through. Yes..

So what I see is never true. Ah..



I wish I could tell, I wish I could tell

What makes a Heaven, what makes a Hell

And do I get to ring my bell? Ooh..

Or land up in some dusty cell? No..

While others reach the big hotel? Yeah..



I wish I had, I wish I had

The secret of good and the secret of bad.

Why does this question drive me mad? Ah..

'Cause I was taught when but a lad. Yes..

That bad was good and good was bad. Ah..



I wish I knew the mystery of

That thing called hate and that thing called love.

What makes the in between so rough? Ah..

Why is it always push and shove? Ah..

I guess I just don't know enough. Yes