Off the coast of Panama,
That's where I belong,
I got all the time,
There,
Where my only flower grows.

To Your pirate prisons please!
That's where I belong,
To the cold, dark, blue, grey cells of Yours
There,
Where my one true love hopes.

Lock me up and beat me up,
So I'll know that You love me,
The only love I've ever known,
There,
Was the love I found here.

Take all my time,
Like if I've never had it,
Years, decades, centuries?
There,
Where days are (not) my enemies.

For now, I can only wait,
For You to be my one sacred place,
Go and make me Your cellmate,
There,
Where I've always longed to be.