Little Arrows

There's a boy a 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'll 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 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 wow oh oh the pain

Some folk a run and others hide but there is nothing they can do

And some folk put on amour but the arrows go straight through

So you see there's no escape so why not face it and admit

That you love those little arrows when they hurt a little bit

Here they come pouring out...

Here they come pouring out...