There's a boy, a little boy, shooting arrows in the blueAnd he's aiming them at someone, but the question is it who?Is it me, or is it you?It's hard to tell until you're hitBut you'll know it when they hit youCause they hurt a little bitHere they come, pouring out of the blueLittle arrows for me and for youYou're falling in love again, you're falling in love againLittle arrows in your clothing, little arrows in your hairWhen you're in love, you'll find those little arrows everywhereLittle arrows that will hit you once and hit you once againLittle arrows that hit everybody, every now and thenOh, oh, oh, oh, the painSome folks run and others hideBut there ain't nothing they can doAnd some folks put on armor, but the arrows go straight throughSo you see, there's no escapeSo why not face it and admitThat you loved those little arrows when they hurt a little bitHere they come, pouring out of the blueLittle arrows for me and for youYou're falling in love again, you're falling in love againLittle arrows in your clothing, little arrows in your hairWhen you're in love, you'll find those little arrows everywhereLittle arrows that will hit you once and hit you once againLittle arrows that hit everybody, every now and thenHere they come, pouring out of the blueLittle arrows for me and for youYou're falling in love again, you're falling in love againLittle arrows in your clothing, little arrows in your hairWhen you're in love, you'll find those little arrows everywhereLittle arrows that will hit you once and hit you once againLittle arrows that hit everybody, every now and then