The Prince did sit aside the sea
Blushing with his Siren
At lengths did they try to agree
Who'd forfeit their environ
A trade for surf?
A swap for turf?
Who'd cave first and when?
For if yer goal be Paradise
A life with your true love
Ponder all yer wants in life
And make A Little Sacrifice
The water's wet, the beachside's dry
And where they met is where they lie
But where they lay, they cannot stay
The tide is low, now they both know
A trade for surf?
A swap for turf?
Who'd turn and let go?
For if yer goal be Paradise
A life with your true love
Ponder all yer wants in life
And make A Little Sacrifice
His choice was made aside the sea
A twilit red horizon
For she had finally made him see
His place among the sirens
A trade for surf!
He knew what it's worth
To trade foot for fin!
For if yer goal be Paradise
Just give your love a firm nudge
If he sinks to darkest night
Embrace his Little Sacrifice!
