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.