Who doesn't know what I'm talking about?
Who's never left home, who's never struck out
To find a dream and a life of their own
A place in the clouds, a foundation of stone?
Many preceed and many will follow
A young girl's dream no longer hollow
It takes the shape of a place out west
But what it holds for her, she hasn't yet guessed
She needs wide open spaces
Room to make the big mistakes
She needs new faces
She knows the high stakes
She traveled this road as a child
Wide eyed and grinning, she never tired
But now she won't be coming back with the rest
If these are life's lessons, she'll take this test
She needs wide open spaces
Room to make the big mistakes
She needs new faces
She knows the high stakes
As she packs her things she feels she's left something out
Her friends and her family, her dog, and this house
She turns around to find her old room bare
Looks at the U-Haul, it has to fit in there?
As her folks drive away, her dad yells, "Check the oil"
Mom stares out the window, she says, "I'm leaving my girl"
She says it didn't seem like that long ago
When she stood there and watched her own folks go, no
She needed wide open spaces
Room to make the big mistakes
She needs new faces
She knows the high stakes
She knows the high stakes
She knows the high stakes (wide open spaces)
She knows the high stakes
She knows the high stakes (wide open spaces)