She bought a bottle of cider   From the shop on the corner   They didn't stop her   Thought she was older      She took a bus ride   To a name and a number   A house full of music   And a hatful of wonder      And some of the people   That she thought that she knew   Were never like this   When she saw them at school   She's never been anywhere like this before   Everybody's so out of control      She was in a back room   Full of strange aromas   And noises and candles   That was where he found her      He took her to a garden   Full of rain and silence   And she could smell   The soil and the trees      And see the succulent light   From the little fires in his eyes   Pulling shapes out of the night   She was enchanted      Then it's twelve o'clock   And the last bus is gone   They're gonna go crazy   When they hear what she's done      And higher is lower   And less is like more   She's never felt anything   Like this before      And then it was yesterday   He said, "Oh, by the way   Welcome to your first party"