Answer:
I can be moved. I can be rolled. But nothing will I hold. I'm red and I'm blue, and I can be other colors too. Having no head, though similar in shape. I have no eyes - yet move all over the place.
Different lights do make me strange, thus into different sizes I will change
What begins and has no end? What is the ending of all that begins?
When there is fire in me then I am still cold. When I own your true love’s face then you will not see me. To all things I give no more than I am given. In time I may have all things, and yet I can keep nothing.
Green arrows grow out of my sides. I go from yellow to white. My babies fly in the wind. What am I?
The warmer I am the fresher I am.