Somehow you want me Somehow you love me There's a box in my head And they're looking at me This alabaster, Is reserved for the Master, So I can't hold back, No I won't hold back So I will pour out my love, pour out my love on you With that I have, I'll break this box in two I'll pour out my praise, pour out praise on you It's the day you change my story, when glory washes glory Your plans are for me You're not against me A broken box on the ground, because I have found mercy at your feet When I took my glory, And started washing with my tears, Glory reached down to me, And washed away my fears Come and fill this room, We want more of you, Like a sweet perfume, We will pour out our praise on you