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.