for it will always be

You make me feel vulnerable and totally exposed
You make me feel like a teenager

dressed in a woman's clothes
And I ask you, and I ask you,

where do we go from here?

All my life, I've been the one

who's big and strong for everyone
Then you come along,

a towerblock for me to lean on.
And I ask you, where do we go from here?

You've got me so I'm curling

like a kitten in your hand
You've got me so I'm clawing

like a tiger caged and bound
And I ask you, and I ask you,

where do we go from here?

All my life, I've been the one

who's big and strong for everyone
Then you come along,

a towerblock for me to lean on.
And I ask you, where do we go from here?

All my life, I've been the one

who's big and strong for everyone
And now I know you've let me down,

will it always be
That I'm the only towerblock for me?

why i need two bags

I lug them, carry them, tote them, cart them, clutch them, hold them, tug them, bear them, and take them wherever I go. Aside from sometimes doubling as the needed pillow for my lower back, those that I call mine are converted into nominees for the eighth wonder of the world.

Bag to contain the N91 and black case, HP iPAQ and black case, Sony Cyber-shot 7.2 megapixels, MSI Megabook laptop, Issey Miyake Eau de Toilette, Body Shop White Musk Body Lotion, "Sons and Lovers" by D.H. Lawrence, "Idiot's Guide to Project Management", black clearbook, black business diary, Watsons battery-operated toothbrush, Barbie pink purse with the rest of the toiletries, Georgio Armani sunglasses and black case, Precious Moments tin pen and pencil case, Centropell black wallet, black coin purse, Bank of Commerce cheque book and black case, black leather name card holder, almond Kisses, house keys, and the Rosary.

Yes, I need two. Minimum.