O Mistress Mine Lyrics - Emilie Autumn

O mistress mine, where are you roaming? 

O stay and here! Your true love's coming 

That can sing both high and low 

Trip no further, pretty sweeting 

Journeys end in lovers meeting 

Every wise man's son doth know 

What is love? 'Tis not hereafter 

Present mirth hath present laughter 

What's to come is still unsure 

In delay there lies no plenty 

Then come kiss me, sweet-and-twenty 

Youth's a stuff will not endure