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..