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

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

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