You can put me in a prison cell but you can't stop me from dreaming.

Through the magnificent hotel window
I watched a marvellous tourist setting
I saw the moon playing flute and guitar
I saw a happy sea dancing for the tune
I saw the wind beating Carribean drums
I saw palm trees shaking their bodies
I saw the birds singing beautiful songs
I saw butterflies enjoying the melody
I saw a smile fitting on the sun's face
I saw flowers bursting with laughter
Then I saw myself becoming two persons
Each one of me swimming in a blue lake
They were the eyes of my sweet-heart
What a surprise! What a surprise!
I jumped on my knees to hug her
I tightly pressed her body upon mine
But when I opened my eyes I saw horror
I thought I was on holiday in Jamaica
But I was still in my small prison cell
What I squeezed on my chest was not Jane
It was my little stincking red pillow
And my bed sheet? Oh I had to clean it
It was a dream. Just a prisoner's dream
I had a hateful midnight spill.