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