From the recording Epiphany

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She's a spoiled rich girl who always gets her way...he loves her like a goddess. She plays him like a violin teasing every string in him.

Lyrics

The Object of Her Affection
James Hammel

Her father stood for justice
Her mother saving lives
Educated and respected
A family that thrives
But she’s got her own agenda
A list of life’s to do’s
She chose him as her subject
To teach a lesson or two

He recalls their secret frolic in the summer sun
Playing in the tall grass unseen by anyone
Is she his Princess, or the queen of hearts?
Luring him so slowly as he plays his part

Ten years she’s been gone
He knows she’s back in town
A whisper on the wind
Her perfume’s all around
There’s a struggle in his heart
Dare he make a move
Can he face the answers
He’s got nothing to lose?

She’s like Mother Nature always having her way
It all goes back to the siren song he fell for that day
He hears her calling now it’s much too late
So sweet is the sound he surrenders to his fate

She plays him like a violin teasing every string in him
That tone in her voice leaving him no choice
She walks on water as far as he’s concerned
Is he her love or the object of her affection?

She plays him like a violin teasing every string in him
That tone in her voice leaving him no choice
She walks on water as far as he’s concerned.
Is he her love or the object of her affection?
Is he her love or the object of her affection?

Optional ending
She awakens in the night and stares into the twilight
Watching him slumber through the night
When did that tide turn and run away from her?
She is now the object