| Song | Another Door |
| Artist | Carly Simon |
| Album | Carly Simon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:Carly Simon Music: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] |
| Lyrics: Carly Simon Music: 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 |
| Lyrics: Carly Simon Music: 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 |