He's also a narwhal!

Adamski Borororovitch, we love you.
In fact:
Every night, inside our minds we're alone with you
And since you left, our hearts are bereft all the time
Every day, in every way, we miss the smell of your hair
We lie in bed, and in our heads you're there
You say we're not the ones for you
But you never tell the truth
It's cold outside, so step on in
And sample some of our fine Italian vermooth

We miss you cause you're our friend
You're the only one we held that night
The only one we held so tight
We'll need you until the end
when we're standing on the edge of danger
Won't you pull us up?

Thinking of you beside the fire of love
Extinguishing us with the tears from your dove
We also could've rhymed that line with above
Or glove
Or shove
Or something reminiscent of you
Try to make you understand
We wrote you a cheque from the bank of our hearts
(But it bounced)
Maybe we could comb the beach in Taihiti
Or relax poolside later, with a spicy burriti
The clouds they weep a rain tears
We're standing alone beside a river of tears
The condensation on our Dr Peppers kinda looks like tears
(The ones we shall cry for a thousand years)

We miss you cause you're our friend
We used to play so much croquet
But you refused to stay
We wrote you a letter we couldn't send
Because the postal workers were on strike that week
And it seemed impractical, to telegram our love

To telegram our LOVE!