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)
(Carly Simon) 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) Explain Request ×
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