Multiple Chills

What we play When we say what we say? Doing nothing Letting go ourselves I don't want to get carried away I want to act,To mistake Go on my own way Or get it right Get it right! Now it's my turn After years, The moment I wait It's my chance I come out to stage Blind me the lights Straight to my face No turning back Just look ahead Go on my own way And get it right, Get it right! I point my arrow And then I shoot What happen if I hit? I don't care if I miss At least, I try, I try By tonight It's Monday But it would be nice It's a miracle I've a three plans You're near But far away If I dream it I start to shake I'll go on my own way I'll try to get it right, Get it right! I point my arrow And then I shoot What happen if I hit? I don't care if I miss At least, I try, I try I point my arrow And then I shoot What happen if I hit? I don't care if I miss At least, I try, I try