【执考类培训机构加盟】 RainWho can explain the rain to my satisfaction? It pours, it drizzles; it sweeps my forehead motherly cool while I am staying in the trench; it drowns the thirsty soul of Skid Row; YOU AN ME Taking a trip down memory laneThings have changed one thing remainsThat they will always have each otherAnd even though those days have goneThey know here is where they belongTheres some kind of magic that brings us back to the beginningWhere the journey never ends and the memories never fade Rain, home, who can explain the rain to my satisfaction? It pours, it drizzles; it sweeps my forehead motherly cool while I am staying in the trench; it drowns the thirsty soul of Skid Row; YOU AN ME. Taking a trip down memory laneThings have changed one thing remainsThat they will always have each otherAnd even though those days have goneThey know here is where they belongTheres some kind of magic that brings us back to the beginningWhere the journey never ends and the memories never fade Rain, home, who can explain the rain to my satisfaction? It pours, it drizzles; it sweeps my forehead motherly cool while I am staying in the trench; it drowns the thirsty soul of Skid Row; YOU AN ME. Taking a trip down memory laneThings have changed one thing remainsThat they will always have each otherAnd even though those days have goneThey know here is where they belongTheres some kind of magic that brings us back to the beginningWhere the journey never ends and the memories never fade