I wish i knew, i wish i knew
What makes me, me, and what makes you, you.
It's just another point of view, ooo.
A state of mind i'm going through, yes.
So what i see is never true, ahhh.

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, ooo.
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? ahhh.
'cause i was taught when but a lad, yes,
That bad was good and good was bad, ahhh.

I wish i knew the mystery of
That thing called hate, and that thing called love.
What makes the in-between so rough? ahhh.
Why is it always push and shove? ahhh
I guess i just don't know enough, yes.