I wish I knew, I wish I knew
What makes me, me, what makes you, you
It's just another point of view (Ooh)
So what I see is never true (Ah)
A state of mind I’m going through (Oon)

I wish I can tell, I wish I can tell
What makes a heaven, what makes a hell
And do I get to ring my bell? (Oh)
Or land up in the dusty cell? (Ah)
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? (Oh)
'Cause I was taught when but a lad (Ah)
That bad was good and good was bad (Oh)

I wish I knew the mystery of
That thing called hate, and that thing called love
What makes the in-between so rough? (Ooh)
Why is it always push and shove? (Ah)
I guess I just don't know enough (Oh)