I Wish, I Wish

Ooh yeah, 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, ohI 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, yeahI 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, yes
That bad was good and good was bad, ohI wish I knew the mystery of
That thing called hate and that thing called love
What makes the in-between so rough? What?
Why is it always push and shove? Why?
I guess I just don't know enough, yes