I burn atop a candle during a romantic Valentine dinner, but put the word 'old' before me and I become a former love from your past. What am I?

I can run but never walk, have a mouth but never speak, and possess a bed but never sleep. What am I?

What did the enthusiastic weaver say to the empty wicker container?

I control how much light enters your eye, but in a spring garden, I am a regal purple flower named after the Greek goddess of rainbows. What am I?

I am a fantastic multitasker who can easily hold two things at once, yet I completely lack any fingers.

I feature a face without eyes and a hand that never twitches. When the summer sun shines fierce, I tell the exact hour from my post, but whenever overcast clouds obscure the beach, my voice is wholly lost. What am I?

I am a wooden road that never sees a car, built right alongside the beach so you can stroll, eat ice cream, and enjoy vacation games. What am I?