Running Down The Hill

I'm a wildflower, I poke up through the grass
Everyday I watch the children play as they go past
But when they aren't looking and no one else can see
I open up my petals and whee!

I go running down the hill
I-I-I'm running down the hill
I-I-I'm running down the hill
I-I-I'm running down the hill

I go dancing down the hill
I-I-I'm dancing down the hill
I-I-I'm dancing down the hill
I-I-I'm dancing down the hill

I have so many colors, my stem is long and thin
Watch me as I'm waving in a soft wind
But when you aren't looking and no one else can see
I open up my petals and whee!

I go running down the hill
I-I-I'm running down the hill
I-I-I'm running down the hill
I-I-I'm running down the hill

I go jumping down the hill
I-I-I'm jumping down the hill
I-I-I'm jumping down the hill
I-I-I'm jumping down the hill

I go spinning down the hill
I-I-I'm spinning down the hill
I-I-I'm spinning down the hill
I-I-I'm spinning down the hill

I go rolling down the hill
I-I-I'm rolling down the hill
I-I-I'm rolling down the hill
I-I-I'm rolling down the hill

And I'm falling down the hill
And I'm running down the hill

The very next time you pass by - think of me