I Wandered Lonely In The Crowd

I'm not the sort that folks embrace, If they've got hugs to spare, Nor have I fans who fondly chase, For I'm not debonair... It's not that folks seem mean or cruel, Like everyone's a fraud, It's just that I'm invisible... So no-one's overawed... While I don't have a charming face That causes girls to stare, I wander round from place-to-place, Yet no-one seems to care... High Street or Low Street, shop or mall, My faith won't be restored, I'm not a chap they can recall, It's like their memory's flawed... I'd like to think I leave a trace, A footprint here and there, I'm of this Earth not outer space, Not someone to beware... It's true some people have the gall, To shed no love abroad, If I don't fly or I don't fall, It's like the world is bored... While I'm one of the Human Race, I've got no chic or flair, I know that I've seen better days, But I think life's unfair... Invisible to one and all, No wonder I'm ignored! That's why I need a miracle, SO HOW ABOUT IT, LORD! ?