Yusuke, you worry me so,

I used to worry a lot, I know.

But now you have this job,

And fear comes at me like a mob.

I don't mind a good scare,

Maybe here and there.

But why can't I know where,

Yusuke, don't you care?

I want our lives to be,

Like back when we...

Back when we'd play,

All night and all day.

We go to my bakery for breakfast and milk,

And you'd complain if the floors weren't smooth as silk.

Then we'd take off for adventures and forget to come home,

We might as well be in Paris, or Greece, or Rome.

When our worst fear was our parents' wrath,

When we'd come home late with stains from the grass.

Yusuke, it's not courage, but knowledge I lack,

Yusuke, what I'm saying is, please came back.