4th floor

This song, on repeat
For a week continuously

I hear your voice and it seems
As if it was all a dream
I wish it was all a dream

But the Czech Republic was not a dream
Nor your voice, the chair in front of me... 

CZ/US dillema

As the eyes gazed through the window
The Czech Republic's scenery view reminded those eyes
Of another stunningly beautiful view
The one of Pennsylvania

And those eyes remembered that 4 years ago
They were gazing from a bus, just like now
But under such different conditions

While viewing this, the eyes started wondering
If these 4 years were what they have wanted
Or if the person seating in front of them now on the bus
This entity that these eyes have never met before
Could it be.. or is it just the brain being finally freed from routine
And nothing more but an outburst of questions?

I've been thinking too much
Help me