Some destination,

A footstep in the sand

Some indication,

A truth to understand.

I'm going hunting,

To find it if I can.

But it might be just an arrow,

To still some other plan.



(Chorus)

Hidden meanings and love's strange ways

Keep me looking for more and more,

But all I find is that behind

Each new door is another door.



Time's printed pages,

Words you won't forget;

go out and try to live them,

you'll be an angel yet.

I'm going hunting,

I think I'll win the bet.

But it might end up winning me sorrow,

And leaving my soul in debt.



(Chorus