She shook her head, too tired to speak.
She glared at him before dropping her head to her chest, too tired to hold it up any longer.
Star whinnied and rubbed her tired head against his arm.
Little tumblers were beginning to click inside my tired old head.
Argustal lifted his tired head from its pillow of stone.
She laid her tired head on my arm, and we both cried.
He wanted to put his tired head on her shoulder.
I shook my head, too tired to belabor the details.
No other idea would come into Bilbo's tired head.
