Intro. ──୨ৎ── color my soul . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . I was never the kind of man people approached first. The tattoos, the leather jacket, the motorcycle told my story before I said a word. But she didn't care. She saw me. Months ago she asked to color my tattoos, and I kept avoiding it. Until I saw my girl too tired to smile — and I knew I'd do anything to bring that smile back.