There's a boy, little boy,
shooting arrows in the blue
And he's aiming them at someone,
but the question is at who?
Is it me, or is it you?
It's hard to tell until you're hit
But you know it when they hit you,
cause they hurt a little bit
Here they come, pouring out of the blue
Little arrows for me and for you
You're falling in love again,
falling in love again
Little ar rows in your clothing,
little arrows in your hair
When you're in love
you'll find those little ar
rows everywhere
Little arrows that will hit you once
and hit you once again
Little arrows that hit
everybody every now
And then, oh, the pain
Some folks run, others hide
There ain't nothin' they can do
Some folks put on armor
But the arrows go straight through
So you see, there's no escape
So why not face it and admit
That you loved those little arrows
When they hurt a little bit
Here they come pouring out of the blue
Little ar rows for me and for you
You're falling in love again,
falling in love again
Little arrows in your clothing,
little arrows in your hair
When you're in love
you'll find those little
arrows everywhere
Little arrows that will hit you once
and hit you once again
Little arrows that hit everybody
every now and then
Here they come pouring out of the blue
Little arrows for me and for you
You're falling in love again,
falling in love again
Little arrows in your clothing,
little arrows in your hair
When you're in love
you'll find those little ar
rows everywhere
Little arrows that will hit you once
and hit you once again
Little arrows that hit everybody
every now and then
Here they come pouring out of the blue
Little arrows for me and for you