Lyrics:

She laid down in clover

Clouds rolling by like a marshmallow parade

Gone dreaming, angel with a dirty face

The wildest flower the good Lord ever made

Well her teachers called her problem child

Her parents never understood

Silently she held her breath

She knew one day that she would be



Dreaming out loud

Free to fly high and proud

She's living for the day

When she'll hear the people back home say

'Hey, look at her now'

Dreamin' out loud

Look at her now



She left home, one summer

Flying toward the bright lights of a city far away

Now she's singing like a neon nightingale

In every road house and honky tonk caberet

Through all the noise, the come on lines

The guitars ringing in her ears

She takes the stage and for one more night

The world around her disappears

They used to say girl come back to reality

But she'd smile and say it's too quiet there for me



Dreaming out loud

Free to fly high and proud

She's living for the day

When she'll hear the people back home say

'Hey, look at her now'

Dreamin' out loud

Look at her now