From the recording The Island - Part Two
Lyrics
Oh, my baby blue, where did you go
I’m looking for a clue in the scattered den
A feather soaring steady to-and-fro
Do I have to deal with this again
Jesus, I don’t have a plan
Could you please start giving me a hand, boy
Jesus, I don’t have a plan
I don’t have a plan, boy
God almighty, did you run away
Or is this just some kind of play
Oh, my dearest Lord, are you out of reach
Or are you just as blind and weak as me
Jesus, I don’t have a plan
Could you please start giving me a hand, boy
Jesus, I don’t have a plan
I don’t have a plan, boy
Jesus, I don’t have a plan
Could you please start giving me a hand, boy
Jesus, I don’t have a plan
Please give me a hand, boy