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 Il'l win the bet.
   But it might end up winning me sorrow,
   And leaving my soul in debt.
  
   (Chorus)