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