(Carly Simon)
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Some destination,
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A footstep in the sand
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Some indication,
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A truth to understand.
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I'm going hunting,
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To find it if I can.
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But it might be just an arrow,
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To still some other plan.
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[Chorus:]
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Hidden meanings and love's strange ways
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Keep me looking for more and more,
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But all I find is that behind
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Each new door is another door.
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Time's printed pages,
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Words you won't forget;
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go out and try to live them,
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you'll be an angel yet.
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I'm going hunting,
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I think I'll win the bet.
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But it might end up winning me sorrow,
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And leaving my soul in debt.
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[Chorus]
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Another Door
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| Carly Simon |
